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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeTake It To The Head
Working all winterShining all summerI ain¡t no beginnerYou scared to[Chris Brown - Chorus]Take it to the headDon't think about it (be about it)Don't be scared to take it to the headGirl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the headThen you might take it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots,I'm goneTake it to the headI'm in my zoneDamn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shotsI'm goneNow we gon' get fucked upNo excuses no apologies[Rick Ross]Reputation for g's, thats the roll of a bossSo amazing to see, black baguettes in my watchShe say love is for free, just expensive to shopBut its nothing to me, that extends from my blockI got a lot of figures, I'm a father figureShe know a lot of niggas, don't know a hotter niggaCome to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt youBut I'm here to nurture, I wanna take you furtherShe got all them purses, I say in my versesYsl and Hermes and barely scratch the surfaceShe know on purpose, as I peel the curtainsI always make her nervous, this record's perfect[Chris Brown - Chorus]Take it to the headDon't think about it, be about itDon't be scared to take it to the headGirl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the headThen you might take it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneTake it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneNow we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies[Nicki Minaj]Yo, reputation for bussin'Pussy open, it's nothin'Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin'Take me shopping in FranceAnd he pay in advanceHe got big balls, ran a play in his pantsRan away with his money just to chill on the IslandAll my bitches is stylin'Beaches and eatin ItalianThis is real shit, real shitOn the real, nigga fuckin' wit a real bitchI ride for him, DmvStamina, Gnc3 lettersCompetition, I don't see any[Chris Brown - Chorus]Take it to the headDon't think about it, be about itDon't be scared to take it to the headGirl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the headThen you might take it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneTake it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneNow we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies[Lil Wayne]Reputation for tastingI'm killin' 'em hoes like JasonGot that pussy like medication to patientsGot my eyes closed, like Asian persuasionFuck with me baby, it's Tunechi babyBuss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenatedWith all that pink on, bitch I'm king kongI eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream conePop a pill and pop that pussyI bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bulletAnd she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chestAnd then she?[Chris Brown - Chorus]Take it to the head, (yeh yeah)Don't think about it, be about itDon't be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the headThen you might take it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneTake it to the headI'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closedOne shot, two shots, I'm goneNow we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies
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