Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Pop Magicians
Pop Magicians
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Autoría
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Autoría
Andre Davidson
Andre Davidson
Autoría
Andrew Harr
Andrew Harr
Autoría
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Autoría
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Autoría
Jermaine Jackson
Jermaine Jackson
Autoría
Onika Maraj
Onika Maraj
Autoría
Sean Davidson
Sean Davidson
Autoría
William Roberts
William Roberts
Autoría

Letra

Another one
DJ Khaled
Workin' all winter
Shinin' all summer
I ain't no beginner
You scared to take it to the—
Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Girl, you fly but if I tell you, then you might take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Ooh-ooh)
Take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed (Ooh-ooh)
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
(Maybach Music)
Reputation for G's, that's the role of a boss
So amazin' to see, black baguettes in my watch
She say love is for free, just expensive to shop
But it's nothin' to me (Uh), that extends from my block (Ugh!)
I got a lot of figures (Yeah), I'm a father figure (Me)
She know a lot of ****, don't know a hotter **** (Ha!)
Come to the winner's circle, a lot of men will hurt you
But I'm here to nurture (For real), I wanna take you further
She got all them purses, I say in my verses
YSL and Hermès and barely scratch the surface (Ugh!)
She know her purpose (Ugh!), as I peel the curtains
I always make her nervous (Ugh!), this record's perfect (Woo-hoo, ooh)
Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Girl, you fly but if I tell you, then you might take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Ooh-ooh)
Take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed (Ooh-ooh)
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up (Uh), no excuses, no apologies
Yo, reputation for bustin', pussy open, it's nothin'
Big fat ****, all that huffin' and puffin'
Take me shoppin' in France and he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin', beaches, and eatin' Italian
This is real shit, r-r-real shit
On the real, **** fuckin' with a real bitch
I-I-I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
Three letters, CMB
Competition, I don't see any (Woo-hoo, ooh)
Take it to the head, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
'Cause, girl, you fly but if I tell you, then you might take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Ooh-ooh)
Take it to the head (Yeah, take it, oh-woah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed (Ooh-ooh)
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Oh, uh)
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Uh, reputation for tastin'
I'm killin' them hoes like Jason
Girl, that pussy like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed like Asian persuasion
Fuck with me, baby, it's Tunechi, baby
Bust a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenated
With all that pink on, bitch, I'm King Kong
I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone (Hahaha)
Pop a pill and pop that pussy
I bet you Tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet, yeah
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest (Woo-hoo, ooh)
And then she—
Take it to the head (Haha), yeah-yeah (Drink it down, yeah)
Don't think about it, be about it (Can you? Oh)
Don't be scared to take it to the head, baby, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Take it, girl, yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you, then you might take it to the head (What up? Yeah)
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed (Hahaha)
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
Take it to the head (Yeah)
I'm in my zone (Holla at me after), damn near got my eyes closed (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
One shot, two shots, I'm gone (Yeah)
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses, no apologies
Young Mula Baby!
Written by: A. Davidson, A. Harr, Brett Andrew Harr, Chris Brown, D. Carter, DJ Khaled, J. Jackson, Kevin Cossom, Onika Maraj, S Davidson, William Roberts
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