Lyrics:
with something make a boy run The road side sticky Need to have one Yeah Headback Headback neckback Uh hu shish Headback Headback neckback Uh hu shish
the eight man ah knock it inna headback yea the eight man ah knock it them head back when ya dead ya cant bloodclat comeback Head ah buss like pack juice
Couple killers inna mi fraction Man real we nuh talk do action Born real so mi neva loose traction Jah guide mi and mi headback Mi reach to far fi go head
Benghazzie, spit out lyric hotter dan ah bullet fram dem gunzie Gun shot buss yuh head Ah nuh play thing, gunman bad for real Trim yuh headback
nah go change the subject Chorus: 2×Dawg(Mhmm) headback lift up Eastside badness dem try pick up (Plato) Gman make sure so him nah kick up One , Two
have lot a dat Yow frassman tell dem mi head lock When mi touch inna di streets Mi guard mi headback And mi nuh chat, write it down copy dat You a tek
Alright let's get in it Right Dem bwoy deh wan send shot Start war end dat Informa can't friend dat Gun shot inna him headback Memba memba mi tell yuh dat
yard a talk Nuh tek nuh check when mi hear mi dog a bark Hey, dem want fi know if mi head hot Jah put eyes ina mi face, mi keep a eye ina mi headback Mi
mind is thrown By a world unknown Innocent aromas Draw them closer To wake up a Longing slumber Get back Not that Put your Headback Keep it Secret Take
just begun Yeah, answer mi prayer when mi call Guide my steps when mi walk Protect mi headback Father help me fi make it out Dem nuh wah see we make it
and start putting big L plates on mic Man haffi Know who stepped inside Headbacks fly when man are on mic Headbacks fly on man I don't like You ain't
Shotta pon yuh headback, mi nuh drink beer but breeze thru a ten pock, pussy draw near, get squeeze in a headlock, him thot me a guh bedrock, she
from me pretender Cah i got corn fi ya headback My girl been 6 months preggo Been 6 months & I aint been THouse Been stuck in da gaff Lock & key like
serena and di Rose Corner Kristoff Weh di fuck dat Remus chat Pon di block Reach him headback Bloodclaat glock pon di spot Weh di fuck dat Him mus mad
shots Never get caught slipping on the wrong side Yo the streets look then the streets chat he Heard somebody's just put money On his headback But he said
pan dat bigger Scope pick him up 'bout hotspot quicker Baare killa, yeah, Nazi, Black Swastika (yo) Yo ah red dot pon yuh head-back, dat a death
di vehicle quick Catch a bus and get weh inna Friday traffic Graphic like CNN a so me knock it Thru neck and headback and thru Knee and left pocket Eye
a sharpa pin kill him inna middle day Mr palmer ting gun inna headback like cher When barberr trim jim daggerin Dem nah go win me nuh fyah nuh small strap
ah my love, you ah my Love, you ah my love, yeah Yuh watch mi headback like ah one ah mi thugs And yuh never done mi money like A gyal wah sell drugs
Pussyhole look inna di nozzle Look inna di nozzle Headback dash weh like gravel Braincell a travel Face open like a hard cover novel Badda dan judge dread
gas station a a Walk inside ah di damn hungry tiger Walk out inna di glass that is fiber Mi 40 Caliber, Glock weh chunk headback From dem try fuck round
Mi want you fi stand up and chat Till copper lick out yuh headback Grants Pen nuh fling rock Fool, mi nuh want you fi run unless Yah run up inna mi
out you can't do shit to me Not lyrically or literally I put you on TV, make history What happened to your headback? That's a mystery Five o' clock
can't do shit to me Not lyrically or literally I put you on TV, make history What happened to your headback? That's a mystery Five o' clock in the mornin'
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