Headz Up lyrics

Artist  : Nappy Roots 
Song : Headz Up



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Use your head silly...

[Chorus]
Where
yo' head at?
Shawty, where yo' head
at?
Show me where yo' head at
Shawty, where
yo' head at? (that's all I know)

[B.
Stille]
Y'all ain't never heard of B. Stille,
the look that seals
Screwed up coupe DeVille,
peep the vertical grill
Well Killa Cowboy pull
the dirty cowbell
Hell anyway ya do the
certified playa
The thickest, the thicker, the
better, the pick of the litter
The sicker the
chicken, the bigger the dick I deliver
The
kidney, the liver, the shiver, the give in her
BACK
Make the bigger the nigger deliver the
miggity-MACK!

[R. Prophit]
Y'all so
ridiculous, hoes all up in my businesses
Got
'em stuffin up my tennant biz
My friend is
here, so come around actin shady
I warned ya
like (Dick Tracy) like Warren Beatty
Prophit
hit it, 2-3-4-5
Kicked it off, 6-7-8-9, from
behind
10-11-12, I'm... a glad man slingin
geni-til y'all

[Hook: Big V + (Prophit)] -
2X
Want that, get that - (here we come
now)
Jump back, get back - (keep it goin
now)
Which one? this one - (think about it
now)
"She gon' lemme cut that's all I know"
<-- B. Stille

[Chorus] - 2X

[Ron
Clutch]
I'm bout to leave ya juice
joint
Drunk as a mug, drunk out his
mind
Too damn drunk to drive, jump out the
ride
Lookin for a chicken to pluck, with
plumped up thighs
Gotta be thicker than
Granny's gravy on the side
So when I get it, I
can cut her, big ol' chunky slice
And if I love
it, I'ma lick it like it's pumpkin pie
Now you
guys don't really want it 'less it's country
fried
Now tell me whatcha really know about
the country side

[Skinny DeVille]
I
been in the wild slums po'
Now won'chu tell me
whattcha'll know about them country folk
With
all the chicken wing and fish and the dirty
spokes
My yeaga smoke, betta sell and twank,
and blowin smoke
(That fool cool ain't a
thang) Look how that Caddy roll
On them
twenty-two like Muddy move the fuck and
blow
We forever reppin 'Tucky and e'rythang
below
Skinny D, slum, Nappy's how the stories
roll,
we got that bump fo' sho'
(yea)

[Hook] - 2X

[Chorus] -
2X

[Big V]
Got the keys and we leavin,
didn't even see the laws
So do we believe
'em?

[Scales]
Man these girls is bout
freakin
Suckin and fuckin and tusslin, for the
evenin, please believe 'em

[Big V]
Who's
that girl? Oh that girl
Somethin outta
magazine, curvy queen
Cross between, Britney,
Whitley, Whitney (crispy) Mya, Pink
Kim and
Lil'...

[Scales]
Oh where yo' head at,
askin me where my bread at
Tell ya mammy I
said that
Stop the askin me, and naggin me,
and harrassin me
for it be a
tragedy

[Big V]
Don't you know the damn
thang
They come to do the damn thang
For
they leave best believe they do the damn
thang

[Scales]
Scales throws
scragglers
Hooks 'em like hagglers
Don't
talk much the game is spectacular

[Hook] -
2X

[Chorus] - 2X

(Told you to use
your head silly {*distorted laughing*})
Where
yo' head at? I ain't stutter
Getcha mind outta
the gutter and pass the butter
That's all I
know, come on
"She gon' let me cut, that's all
I know..."
"She gon' let me cut, that's all I
know..."