Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid – Headlock Lyrics

Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid – Headlock Lyrics
Headlock
Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid
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    "Headlock." - Lil Wayne & Rich The Kid

    Album: Trust Fund Babies
    Track No: 02
    Pull up to the house in something you can't pronounce
    All of my chains is out
    Foreign lil' bitch, I'm learnin' her language now
    I know what her name is now
    But that ain't important
    If he ain't gang, we extort him
    I keep my brain in my quota
    I do the dash, I won't see flames from the motor
    Stay in your lane or get over
    Beep, beep, beep, beep, all of these bags, I'm a hoarder
    All of this Actavis, movin' as fast as a tortoise
    Been ballin' since way back, back, back
    Me and Lil' Rich, we've been ballin' since Nash and Amar'e
    I treat the cash like it's garbage
    The greener the grass in the garden
    I'm plantin' a forest
    Red as the ants in the army
    Your bitch gon' get F'd like a test, she got class in the morning
    Moonwalk, let the jewels talk
    Got sticks, got racks, no pool balls
    Don't think I won't shoot 'cause I'm a superstar
    I could shoot for the stars at a shooting star
    I could walk it like I talk it with my shoes off
    Soft chinchilla in a villa, that's too hard
    Fuckin' on a lil' bitch, said her boyfriend a crip
    Cut her off, if she try to give me blue balls
    She twerk one booty cheek, she twerk one booty cheek
    She twerk both booty cheeks, it go boom-boom
    I got one hoe with me, she got something for me
    Let me take off this red and get blue on (Mmm)
    Oh Lord, oh Lord (Yeah)
    She said I got a head she can blow off (Ooh)
    Headshot (Ooh), headshot (Yeah), that tongue put my dick in a headlock, mmm
    Oh Lord (Yeah), oh Lord (Yeah)
    She said I got a head she can blow off (Mmm)
    Headshot (Yeah), headshot (Yeah), that tongue put my dick in a headlock (Headlock)
    That tongue put my dick in a headlock (Headlock)
    She gave me some neck, stuck her neck out (Neck out)
    I open her legs and she stretched out (Stretched out)
    She lay in the bed and it's wet now (Mmm)
    She talk out her head and she melt down (Mmm)
    I gave her the J and it helped out (Mmm)
    I gave her the D and she fell out (Mmm)
    Put some ice on her finger, she chilled out (Big CEO)
    You rappin' that shit that you ain't about
    They really do anything for the clout (Clout)
    His Daddy a rat, he a Minnie Mouse (Ha)
    Ain't chasin' no bitches, we pick 'em out
    These **** be lyin'
    Please don't speak on my name
    She want fifteen minutes of the fame
    Got a young ****, die for a chain
    Bought a Cuban link, have him knock out your brain
    She wanna have a Trust Fund Baby
    Open up wide, girl just taste it
    I ain't gotta say nothin', she gon' just get naked
    Young **** really rich, nah, I ain't just fakin' (Ha)
    Fuck is they talkin' 'bout
    Why they hatin' on me 'cause I made it out (Yeah)
    Ain't fightin' but walkin' with hella knots (Yeah)
    Took the Chrome Hearts and I made it hot (Yeah)
    They really owe me a big, big, big check (Yeah)
    I put it on, and it's gone 'cause I trend set (Yeah)
    Hop in the Lamb, I accept my Vette (Aye)
    And go buy some shit that you can't get
    I was proud of myself, bought a Prada fit
    I don't need no deal with a profit split
    Why you play with the gang, got a first aid kit
    Why you brought this hoe around, now the bitch get hit
    Yeah, I ain't really worried 'bout shit
    My baby mama bad and my bank account lit
    Ran up the money, I ain't asked for shit
    My son needed Pampers, I couldn't quit
    Now I just might go buy a McLaren (McLaren)
    Back to back, me and Tunechi got 'em starin' (Tunechi)
    Don't call my phone, no clearance
    I need quarter mil' for an appearance (Bitch)
    (Uh) Oh Lord (Ooh), oh Lord (Yeah)
    She said I got a head she can blow off
    Headshot (Ooh), headshot (Yeah), that tongue put my dick in a headlock, mmm
    Oh Lord, oh Lord
    She said I got a head she can blow off
    Headshot (Yeah), headshot (Ooh), that tongue put my dick in a headlock (Yeah)
    That tongue put my dick in a headlock (Yeah)
    She gave me some head, stuck her neck out (Yeah)
    I open her legs and she stretched out (Yeah)
    She lay in the bed and it's wet now (Yeah)
    She talk out her head and she melt down (She melt down)
    I gave her the J and it helped out (It helped out)
    I gave her the D and she fell out
    Put some ice on her finger, she chilled out
    Oh Lord, oh Lord
    She said I got a head she can blow off
    Headshot (Headshot), headshot (Headshot), that tongue put my dick in a headlock, mmm

    Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Dimitri Roger, LunchMoney Lewis, Julian Bohorquez & Brian White.

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