Letra de Head Knocker
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Bass bumpin’
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Roll somethin’
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Horny as a ride down I-9
Who the fuck been hitting my line?
This little bitty better know the time
‘Cause 4 AM I’m tryna fuck
I ain’t tryna smoke you up
I just wanna rough it up
Let you tell me sexy stuff
Do you understand what I’m sayin’?
Don’t talk to me about game
I taught y’all how to switch lanes
And I ain’t ever ask for a thanks
Just kept the shit real like a pimp
Kept the shit trill for the kids
Even though they stealing my shit
I ain’t no petty-ass bitch
Bass bumpin’
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Roll somethin’
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Horny as a ride down I-9
Tryna keep both eyes wide
The potion kicked in real sly
I hope I make it home and don’t die
One man shouldn’t drive this fried
Turn the music up real loud
Let the bass travel all through your spine
Yeah, watch how I swing in here
Yeah, I run all these lames in here
Yeah, I’m on my game this year
Yeah, what was your name again?
(PreHISTORIC)
Bass bumpin’
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Roll somethin’
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Yeah, this is that southern shit motherfucker
Brought to you by yours truly, PreHISTORIC Crew
Fuck everyone else, we ridin’, real slow on your lil bitch ass
Yeah, don’t change the guy baby
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Horny as a ride down I-9
Who the fuck been hitting my line?
This little bitty better know the time
‘Cause 4 AM I’m tryna fuck
I ain’t tryna smoke you up
I just wanna rough it up
Let you tell me sexy stuff
Do you understand what I’m sayin’?
Don’t talk to me about game
I taught y’all how to switch lanes
And I ain’t ever ask for a thanks
Just kept the shit real like a pimp
Kept the shit trill for the kids
Even though they stealing my shit
I ain’t no petty-ass bitch
Bass bumpin’
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Roll somethin’
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Horny as a ride down I-9
Tryna keep both eyes wide
The potion kicked in real sly
I hope I make it home and don’t die
One man shouldn’t drive this fried
Turn the music up real loud
Let the bass travel all through your spine
Yeah, watch how I swing in here
Yeah, I run all these lames in here
Yeah, I’m on my game this year
Yeah, what was your name again?
(PreHISTORIC)
Bass bumpin’
Car thumpin’
Sittin' low
Roll somethin’
AP, check
Bad bitch, check
Lean cup, check
Geeked up, check
Yeah, this is that southern shit motherfucker
Brought to you by yours truly, PreHISTORIC Crew
Fuck everyone else, we ridin’, real slow on your lil bitch ass
Yeah, don’t change the guy baby
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