![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
yelawolf & dj paul - head banger lyrics
[pre_chorus: yelawolf]
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit
got ’em on the front row, buggin’
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit
got ’em on the front row, buggin’
[chorus: yelawolf & pretty shy]
head banger, b_tch, head, head banger, head banger
head banger, b_tch—
yeah
[verse 1: pretty shy]
lil street b_tch from the block (yeah)
ten deep, all in the drop (yeah)
tell a hoe run me my knots
and likе school bus, i’ma make a few stops (b_tch)
fresh i comе, comin’ out the box (yeah)
jawn got ’em comin’ out the socks
this real sh_t, no props
and it’s still f_ck everybody like thots (b_tch)
whole crowd pullin’ on my shirt (shirt)
all this ass, let’s twerk (twerk)
i brought henny and purp
everybody open up, everybody take a slurp (b_tch)
all blue hunnids, smurf (smurf)
these aks, not nerf (nerf)
got a lil twenty in the purse
swear, if i make it rain, they surf (b_tch)
backpack, backpack
got this knapsack, knapsack
when we pull up, clap that
we won’t bag back, backtrack
if they tell you that they f_ckin’ with me
then they full of sh_t, cap, cap
i might spin the block, bust a b_tch
when i’m finished with her, catnap
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers
couple thousand and they all jumpin’
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit
got ’em on the front row, buggin’
b_tch, it’s shyri from out east
all action, ain’t ’bout peace
my boys rowdy, ’bout me
and will slide on ’em, no grease
[pre_chorus: yelawolf]
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers (yeah)
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’ (yeah)
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit (yeah)
got ’em on the front row, buggin’ (yeah)
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers (yeah)
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’ (yeah)
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit (yeah)
got ’em on the front row, buggin’ (yeah)
[chorus: yelawolf]
head banger, b_tch, head, head banger, head banger
head banger, b_tch, head, head banger, head banger
head banger, b_tch, head, head banger, head banger
head banger, b_tch, head, head banger, head banger
[verse 2: caskey]
put these motherf_ckers in a line while i wind up
tell ’em sign up for the end ’cause they time’s up
take ’em to the parkin’ lot that i nicknamed “the barbershop”
’cause i got a blade, get a line up
if i was the bigger man, i prob’ly wouldn’t give a d_mn
i would put that energy behind us
somebody got a couple pounds on me
so with the rounds on me and, p_ssy, you know where to find us
you could tell that was a diss, even if you missed the whole clip
and they played what i said backwards
y’all bring another ounce of the beef to my plate
i’ma leave a car full of dead crackers, bl__dy red rappers
yeah, he talkin’ sh_t ’cause we, what, skinny?
but you walkin’ ’round in a video with a gut
and some b_cup titties
go, put a bra and some panties on
no, i don’t need help, stand alone
standin’ on your gravesite with a camera phone
what you thought, i was gon’ leave it alone?
i don’t let sh_t slide and i sleep with the chrome
motherf_ckers outside tryna sleep at your home, b_tch
some people like your sh_t better, well, to each his own
i never heard of some of yours and told ’em, “keep it on”
i be ridin’ ’round nashville
with a strap on my lap, be a boss about it
man, your sh_t trash, don’t make another diss song ’bout me
make a youtube vlog about it, b_tch
you don’t wanna see a body in the middle of the street
with the f_ckin’ white chalk around it
tried to hit up your phone ’cause i’ve never been afraid of conflict
and i like to talk about it, b_tch
[bridge: yelawolf]
(yeah, yeah, yeah) head banger
(yeah, yeah, yeah) banger, b_tch
banger, b_tch, ha
[verse 3: yelawolf]
flip a barstool upside down
f_ck all four of y’all
i’ll show you how to party, dog, get your boy jack_jawed
he’ll be whinin’, all lookin’ for a tylenol
line ’em all up, pile ’em up in a hall
’round ’em up like a dog, put a string like a ball
ball of yarn on side of kitten paw for committin’ dog
on the bed, knuckle weak, f_ck it, mittens off
sittin’ in my skinnies, dog, with a skinny broad
givin’ me this short look, had to call a mini pause
i ain’t studyin’ her but she got a buddy that’ll risk it all
’cause he got a b_tch with a loose bra
he was too tall, had to get a poolstick
i ain’t even gotta coup de grâ’
he was too big, had to get two sticks
i ain’t even had a poolhall
here we go, rum bum bum bum
808 headshot, no kickdrum
there’s another punk laid up back [?]
blacked out, pulled back, hit the brakes, pump pump
yeah, had to black out like an 80s rollerskatin’ rink
[?] let him pour a drink
write him off like i did the dinner
when he took his baby mama out to the drive_thru [?]
you could rap a song about a g
but a g never had to rap a song about a p
peon, so you can wrap it up
or get your head wrapped in the e, r
but you could never rap with me
here, cop, nah, you can’t even ride my jeep
i’ve been too raw for this scene
ever since i took campbell to meet chuck d
immortal work, forever i
live in the beat, visualize
slumerican, deep enterprise
boats in the lake, ships in the sky
coupe from a seed, alabama tide
reap what you sow, weep ’til i die
nothin’ is owed, all this is mine
grind for my piece, piece of the pie
[pre_chorus: yelawolf]
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers (yeah)
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’ (yeah)
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit (yeah)
got ’em on the front row, buggin’ (yeah)
we ain’t playin’ with these motherf_ckers (yeah)
couple thousand of ’em all jumpin’ (yeah)
bodies all over the f_ckin’ pit (yeah)
got ’em on the front row, buggin’ (yeah)
[outro: yelawolf]
head banger, b_tch
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- amber liu - blue lyrics
- rowwen hèze - dichtbeej lyrics
- jonas joto - planning lyrics
- pai gago - cute lyrics
- og cyrus - nocif lyrics
- reptilian god mana - angelfire lyrics
- benjamin kleiveland - falling down lyrics
- jr. gone wild - third most stupidest guy you know lyrics
- marjorie w.c. sinclair - e&j vanilla lyrics
- j. cole - h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e lyrics