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• Artiste: Lola Brooke
• Titre: Go To Yo Head
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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't go on dates, I want the funds instead I might let 'em sniff the-, don't let it go to yo' head Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Beat a bitch 'bout mine, said what I said Off the Don Julio, don't let it go to yo' head Bitch, get back, I be moving tact I be talking money, he be throwing racks He said I'm dramatic, don't know how to act Nigga, if you love me, get my face tatted Want me be your lady, cop me that Mercedes I be in the latest, BET in Vegas Nigga, is you crazy? This wetty leave 'em wavy Papa, I'm your baby? Well let me swipe your Ame' Miss deep pockets, big bags, they don't fold Van Cleef or Cartier, no Kenneth Cole New set, French tip, I'm ten toes Blew a bag from Fifth Ave to Melrose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't go on dates, I want the funds instead I might let 'em sniff the-, don't let it go to yo' head Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Beat a bitch 'bout mine, said what I said Off the Don Julio, don't let it go to yo' head Don't let it go to yo' head He get too comfortable, he cannot fold me to bed I leave a sucker nigga hungry till he suppose to be fed I'm Lil' Miss Got The Juice, came through as a bev I know you thirsty, nigga You ever had some nani from the gutter? Thongs on in a sweatsuit and these French toes in these buttas Said he want to put his mouth on it, nigganigga better not stutter Wear they hats on these nigga, Yankee fitted, ain't no trucker (Hey, baby) I don't need a nigga, what you doing me to dead? I leave him on read, all I see is red I ain't let him fuck, if that rumor get spread Then the Don Julio getting thrown at yo' head Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't go on dates, I want the funds instead I might let 'em sniff the-, don't let it go to yo' head Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Beat a bitch 'bout mine, said what I said Off the Don Julio, don't let it go to yo' head