I'll Whip Ya Head Boy (feat. Young Buck) Lyrics

I'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedTwo niggaz in the front, two niggaz in the back
That's four niggaz riding strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz
Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggazMan my homies they want do whatever I want do
I say I want eat they say shit we want eat to
Let's ride around find a nigga stunting on first street
With the shine's on niggaz be looking like lunch meatI run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor
Tell um come up off that shit 'fore we start popping some more
Fuck a ski mask, man niggaz know who I is
I got a full clip and niggaz know I get bizI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled

I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI'm up early in the morning, tryna make a move
You coming in here with me shorty take your lil' one to school
Even though she cause the drama, you love your baby momma
I hit her with the lama to get this cakeGive us the coke, the cash, the combo to the safe
Oh, she don't know it, damn, okay we'll wait
I play with your kid on the couch, while your bitch on the phone
With a gun to her head saying, "Daddy come home"You was rolling, popping bubbly, didn't think it get ugly
In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad
Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearing you
And the nine will jam, right in my handI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI got his homies screaming buck you need to calm down
Niggaz be getting killed every time you come around
We ran up in his crib made his momma kiss the ground
She asking God, what my baby dunn did now?I'm taking every thang, jewelry I want it all
Duck tape him up, rip the phone cords out the wall
Fuck waiting we can starting waiting on tomorrow
So ask Satan if he got a car that I can borrowI'm impatient like a money hungry rap star
I jack him for his chain and I can get a new jaguar
The mack I have his brains all over the fucking sidewalk
And I'ma be on CNN again it ain't my fault
March nigga step, right nigga lef'
G-Unit soldier I'm thugging till my death mothafuckasI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killedI'll whip ya head boy, you know I will
I'll whip ya head boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip ya head boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip ya head boy, your ass could get killed
Songwriters
Jackson, Curtis James / Brown, David Darnell / Turner, Rondell EdwinPublished by
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