B.o.B - HeadBand Lyrics
feat. 2 Chainz[Verse 1: B.o.B]Already got one, rolled up in my left hand***** on my mind, tighter than a headbandKush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glandsThis shit I'm on, better than the next strandThan the next strand, better than the next strandShe head down, booty poppin' in a handstandI shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tanI make that ***** whistle like the Old Spice manI don't even understand, why she'd ever want a manIf she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerbackLike a cornerback, that's an interceptionYou think I give a *****, that's a misconceptionOh what a night, oh what a nightThe roof is on fire, so what? I'm highI said, oh what a night, oh what a nightYeah she a bad *****, all jokes aside[Hook]Hey, look at baby over thereWassup, little mama come hereShe started talking but I really couldn't hearUntil she started dancing like she do it in the mirrorLike she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirrorShe broke it down started moving like ShakiraLike she do it in the mirrorChop one, chop two, chop that ass downChop that ass down, chop chop that ass downAll I want you to do is just drop that ass downDrop drop that ass down, now look back at it[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]Whistling DixieMiddle school, I was getting head on a ten speedGigolo blood line, pimpin' hereditaryBlack on 28's, it remind of FebruaryDay you can ***** with me, that would be NeveruaryDead ass rapper should have came with a cemeteryI am so cold, nigga like Ben & JerryFill a nigga, deal a nigga, kill a nigga, obituaryMy vision blurry, these *****es flirtin'I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurtin'So I closed the curtains on the 62Her ass would knock your ass out, you better stick and moveChain hang to my ding-a-lingChain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-lingTo do a threesome you gotta interveneHer legs so sexy when I'm in-between[Hook][Verse 3: B.o.B]She do it like she do it in the mirrorBe cautious, that booty is bigger than it appearsShe speed it up or slow it down, like she's switching gearsI'm looking for the baddest one hereI tell her like, do that there, do that thereYou gotta stretch it out, girl move that thereShe bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that thereLike hut one, hut two, girl who back there?Who back there? I'm back thereI could take a step back and sip my cognac therePicture perfect body, that's a Kodak thereNow make a nigga feel welcome like a doormat's thereI'm like, oh what a night, oh what a nightThe roof is on fire, so what? I'm highI'm like, oh what a night, oh what a nightThat's a bad *****, all jokes aside[Hook]
