Rock Yo Head (feat. 816 Boyz)

Let's drink 'till the liqour gone Don't think, get the swisha blown So when a stink trick hit yo phone Say, "Bitch, lemme get my kick it on!" Rock yo Head, to the beats, yeah Everybody rockin, understand what I said Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head Stop my bread I'mma rock yo head! Nigga Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head Rock yo Head, I'mma Rock yo Head Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head Stop my bread I'mma Rock yo Head Jordan on my tennis shoe Organ yellin 'Gimmie you!' Scorin' the foriegn chick Got her whorin in her Jimmy Choo Pour until my Henny through Your men weak as Winnie Pooh Ignorin' boring chicks not Affordin niggas any-who Kutty got the thing on lock like Yoda Middle of the floor With your girl bent over Two cups, Two bottles Left hand on my logo Right hand on my stick Twitt' pic for the photo Makzilla I got the g-uh-irls All around the w-uh-orld Why's that? Cause I'm makin toes c-uh-url When I beat it they say I really need it I spit game like my name's E-E-E-Earl I'm gonna be Kali Baby until they come'n get me 816, that's whats wrong wit me Tryin' to see how much money this song gon' get me I said Rock yo Head, gon' Rock Rock wit me Goodah Goodah Scratch Scratch Dome Don't mess with it Fuck what I'm sayin Then invest wit' the vest wit' it Shout-out to Dj Khalid when we screamin We the Best with it, Hit em with the lyrical Skill like I'm possesed with the Ces in it If you get it, that mean you said somethin you regretted But if you get beheaded, then you never should have said it This is head bangers ball, break your neck to this, rock until yo spine Outta socket shake it like a pocket rocket Okay! Tech is spray When the re-uh-record play Make me really wanna catch a Fade, [?], if we saturate That brigade, that is retro-blade You just afraid, Tech of what Your nigga 'bout to pay Never say we didn't give em [?] Out of drama, then his momma gonna be fake on his betta days 2Pac re-incarnated, this aided the [?] Went to Mary, said 'Make em straight wish he'd of fled away' Bringin this dope But I brought no feds I don't mess with phony niggas That got no cred's Yeah On this album there be alot more sin, like Don't be fuckin around with white loafs' bread You can find me up in the spot so red & If you dis-respect me you gettin shot so dead I'm gonna be chillin at the top No meds, Like Reggie Denny I'mma Rock Yo Head! 816 Boyz! Ain't we sick boy! Well, ain't we? Quick to get your girls panties! Hoes!