SlimmPusha - Bobb Ya Head lyrics

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SlimmPusha - Bobb Ya Head lyrics

BingBangBataBow Ah Come On Nah, Yo [Verse 1] I'mma eighties babe that was nineties raised Back when the real G's got radio play Pac, Big, Lauryn Hill, Bone Thugs, Do or Die, Outkast, Geto Boys, try UGK We the nephews of the oldschool Breaking all rules like we suppose to We the new school and we dont lose Trying to stay away from deals that will own you Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls want to come out the back The boat dont float on a negative note If you turn to a hater gotta go on with that Back in the day we use to wanna stay and let the radio play Waiting on a top ten song with a tape Finger on pause hold on play n***a dont front Gotta rhythm make ya homegirl ovulate Drop the ba** make a cop wanna pump the breaks Hit the lights, stop, look up the license plate Play it cool homie dont altercate Say I cuss too much I dont give no f** Say I dress too plain get the f** on lame Real n***as recognize game So no matter what nobody say I bet I make ya bobb ya head Hook: I Bet I Make Ya Bobb Ya Head (4x) Im Talkin Real Cool Groove sh** Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out the back Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out for dat Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out the back Dont it sound good how I come off the track Yea.. [Verse 2] I can make a muthaf**a shake, rattle and roll Shrivel to shrimp make her nipples hard flow to cold On everything I can do it wit my eyes closed Or a blind fold you think im lyin ho Better watch your daughter, thirsty a** Get a gla** of water, hash tag Two cheeks in the booth dont half a** Let my money get the ticket thats fast cash n***a, all aboard! Everythings in a jet Put the room in a groove Make it feel like s** Slimm P he the last of dying breed Took yall forever to find me Now dont you go get lost When I get this sh** to jump off My girl grown but the speakers teen Crazy beat thats Rodney King On a record that ain't got no intervene From the intro to the thirteenth Will put a cramp in ya neck bet you leave with the shakes If you hungry, n***a dont leave with the plate If you talk too much you'll get left to decay No matter what they say anyway I betcha make ya bob ya head Hook: I Bet I Make Ya Bobb Ya Head (4x) Im Talkin Real Cool Groove sh** Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out the back Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out for dat Dont it sound good how I come off the track Make all the girls wanna come out the back Dont it sound good how I come off the track Yea..