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lirik lagu headlocc – yella beezy

[intro: yella beezy & young thug]
say jt (ayy)
i said i’m on my young n*gga sh*t with this one, you feel me (ayy)
and i got the streets too, you know (ayy)
(blame it on monstah) i got it, i got it
i got it, i got it, i got it, i got it, i got it

[chorus: yella beezy]
ayy, i got your b*tch in a headlock
f*cked on the b*tch and i sped off
hit the girl, lookin’ for red dots (headlock)
kickin’ b*tch sh*t ’till my legs lock
what the f*ck n*gga? them fed costs
.223 knock a b*tch head off (headlock)

[post*chorus: yella beezy]
young*young*young n*gga ’round me rouge*ish (rouge*ish)
you ain’t gotta ask, i’m totin’ (totin’)
big*big .45, i’m focused (headlock)
i bust a n*gga head open (open)
k!llers outside their store (store)
and i put the play in motion (headlock)

[verse 1: yella beezy]
hey, hey
you bumpin’, i hope that you ’bout it n*gga (’bout it, n*gga)
got all of my lil’ n*gga ridin’, n*gga (ridin’, n*gga)
and that sh*t that gon’ make you come out it, n*gga (headlock)
got uzis and choppas n*gga (choppas, n*gga)
cuffin’ that b*tch and she garbage, n*gga (garbage, n*gga)
i shoot her a text, she come swallow, n*gga (headlock)
we ain’t worried ’bout him
we*we ain’t worried ’bout sh*t (nah)
he so tender d*ck
i can send the play his way (why?)
’cause he still worried ’bout a b*tch (ooh)
these n*ggas say they gangsta (ooh)
talkin’, “rah, rah,” but he ain’t really murkin’ sh*t (huh)
he ain’t really hurtin’ sh*t (huh)
in the car with him and gotta be careful, lil’ b*tch
’cause it’s gon’ get him
he’ll be the first one to snitch (ooh)
he’ll be the first one to switch
the first one to b*tch, he’ll be the first one to trip
ah, sh*t, d*mn, look at this, mm
what happened to the tough time?
n*ggas just bumpin’, that’s bluff time
i swear my lil’ n*ggas clock time
fifty n*ggas with me, gotta pop smoke
comin’, hey

[chorus: yella beezy]
hey, i got your b*tch in a headlock
f*cked on the b*tch and i sped off
hit the girl, lookin’ for red dots (headlock)
kickin’ b*tch sh*t ’till my legs lock
what the f*ck n*gga? them fed costs
.223 knock a b*tch head off

[verse 2: young thug & yella beezy]
ayy
i*i*i pour up the purple potion, ayy
i made lil’ mom give the bullsh*t, ayy
the coupe is all white like it’s lotion (headlock), uh, ayy
you talkin’ like hoes and they noticed
ak, it can stop all your motion
i put some on your head like yoshi (headlock)
i bought the patek at saks
ask the b*tch for her hip and it’s sn*tched (woo)
that lil’ b*tch comin’ back like i’m crack (woo)
i told that b*tch, “gucci, my slacks” (slatt)
i hid guns and shotties in back (slatts)
pay the cops to cover my tracks (like)
get the mop, too big for the spatula (the mop)
she had came on my d*ck, then i sped it
can’t go back, we too far for the straggler (yeah)
get them pounds out the bags and we bag it up (yeah)
i hit [?] the sounds on the davins truck (woo)
then i told the lil’ b*tch get her caddy up (woo)
through the cartier scope, i see they mad at us (ha)
yeah, i see they mad at us (yeah)
with the black ‘ventador and we sped it up (skrrt)
got a baddie and she ain’t american (yee)
that lil’ shopping bag, i’m in america

- yella beezy

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