I Like Head
[Chorus]
I ‘ont like hand jobs, ******* I like head [8x]
[Verse 1]
******* jacking me off girl, suck me slow
If the head good then you know we ******* fasho
I’m living that life as a young Star
Got them hoes getting dirty like junkyards
My ******* Mustard on the beat hoe
You know the routine, what I gotta speak foe
Now get down on your knees and tell the Lord
How much you love me, now run it back
Lil ratchet hoe, I ain’t ******* that
She know my girlfriend now that’s a ******* trap
The crazy things she do for a hunnet racks
Suck a hunnet homies up in the ******* back
Lil nasty where tf you went to school at?
Crenshaw High *******t I shoulda known that
What that *******t do?
She said her boyfriend packing, I got ******* too truuuuuuu
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Don’t touch the *******, suck the *******
Excuse my mouth but ******* this *******t
I go hard but go harder in the summer
Till my account got seven digits like my phone number
I don’t love ‘em I mistreat ‘em
Did her wrong ‘cause I didn’t need her
Dog these hoes I don’t feed ‘em, they ask me for advice
I mislead ‘em, back to the head girl
I need dumb throat, stop playing girl this ain’t jump rope
You be on & off I’m tryna be all in
Amber Rose the only ******* that look good bald head
I need all head no cuts
I need that good that make a ******* say "Holllllll'd up"
******* ******* stack Benji’s
Los Angeles County baby Ratchet City
[Chorus]
I Like HeadLRC歌词
[Chorus]
I ‘ont like hand jobs, ******* I like head [8x]
[Verse 1]
******* jacking me off girl, suck me slow
If the head good then you know we ******* fasho
I’m living that life as a young Star
Got them hoes getting dirty like junkyards
My ******* Mustard on the beat hoe
You know the routine, what I gotta speak foe
Now get down on your knees and tell the Lord
How much you love me, now run it back
Lil ratchet hoe, I ain’t ******* that
She know my girlfriend now that’s a ******* trap
The crazy things she do for a hunnet racks
Suck a hunnet homies up in the ******* back
Lil nasty where tf you went to school at?
Crenshaw High *******t I shoulda known that
What that *******t do?
She said her boyfriend packing, I got ******* too truuuuuuu
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Don’t touch the *******, suck the *******
Excuse my mouth but ******* this *******t
I go hard but go harder in the summer
Till my account got seven digits like my phone number
I don’t love ‘em I mistreat ‘em
Did her wrong ‘cause I didn’t need her
Dog these hoes I don’t feed ‘em, they ask me for advice
I mislead ‘em, back to the head girl
I need dumb throat, stop playing girl this ain’t jump rope
You be on & off I’m tryna be all in
Amber Rose the only ******* that look good bald head
I need all head no cuts
I need that good that make a ******* say "Holllllll'd up"
******* ******* stack Benji’s
Los Angeles County baby Ratchet City
[Chorus]