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After the Smoke
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Hit to the Head
Yeah, uh
Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my old shit
Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my...
The chameleon's in the building and he creeping with some... freaks Tell the pastor... preach Bitches by the... leash Paper by the... sheets Bottle in my... reach Heard you speaking dinero, but ya talk is... cheap Hit the frame, what's her name, perfect love affair Pull her by the... hair, Polo by the... pair Who gon' be the first to get it? Damnit, we don't... care Tell yo' fellow bitches baby, they should file in... here
Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that)
Take a hit to the head Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my old shit
Bud Light, that High Life, that Red Stripe, that Remy Don't tell me it's too much, this new stress is heavy Ever since we moved up, police been ready Nothing we ain't used ta, come on girl, let's do stuff Cooped up, like rooster but, never touch that blue stuff What ya talking 'bout, I fucked around and got juiced up Maybe said some things that I didn't mean Ooh, your face is ugly but, yo' body is pristine
Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that)
Take a hit to the head
Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that)
Take a hit to the head
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