ty dolla $ign - hbic lyrics
[intro]
c_c_cuff your chick
d_d_dj ill will
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
if looks could k!ll, you’d be a k!ller
if love was a drug, you’d be my dealer
’cause i love how you make me feel
let’s hit the club k_k_keep it real
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
[verse 1: bobby brackins]
come chill with a playa’, go hard like a r=raider
allergic to the haters, get rings like a laker
i’m a fool with the paper, i got rich neighbors
she ready, i’m ready, in the bed i’ll do favors
girl, you gotta return ’em, money burn none
i bought things, don’t nеver return ’em
i don’t need two_top, back see through
ballin’ еveryday, girl, you know how we doo
boo, you a boss, i’ll introduce you to my people
h.b.i.c., honey, let me beat though
sip until we out of it, champagne bubbly
we never runnin’ out of it
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
if looks could k!ll, you’d be a k!ller
if love was a drug, you’d be my dealer
’cause i love how you make me feel
let’s hit the club k_k_keep it real
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
[verse 2: bobby brackins]
boo, call up your local radio station
say i got hits, i still get ’em in rotation
you bad, you bad you belong on probation
betty crocker, ain’t wrong with cakin’
h.b., how she good looks, bad attitude
doin’ big things, girl, i can’t be mad at you
let’s hit the club and get some medical
let’s hit the bank, withdraws from federal
you go, girl, don’t take mess from n0body
yeah, i respect it, s_x, i expect it
grapefruit, cranberry, oj mixes
we stay poppin’ bottles and takin’ pictures
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
if looks could k!ll, you’d be a k!ller
if love was a drug, you’d be my dealer
’cause i love how you make me feel
let’s hit the club k_k_keep it real
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
[bridge: ty dolla $ign]
lil’ mama you bad, lil’ mama you a boss
lil’ mama you s_xy, oh, oh
you be k!llin’ ’em, you be k!llin’ ’em
you, you be k!llin’ ’em
haters gotta deal with ’em
hottest on the scene
boss lady, boss lady
will you be my baby, my baby?
let’s do it big, girl, oh my gosh
i need the head b_tch in charge
[chorus: ty dolla $ign]
if looks could k!ll, you’d be a k!ller
if love was a drug, you’d be my dealer
’cause i love how you make me feel
let’s hit the club k_k_keep it real
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
h.b.i.c., head b_tch in charge
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