Fred The Godson - Headbanger lyrics

[Verse 1: Fred The Godson] Fred, Vado, Toast Moscato Clap when a n***a getting chips, bravo I open up shop, fiends rush in, Drago For the record, I came with the Mac, Serato (sh**) Too bad the ladies praise him Shawty called me du-rag, Caught a wave in her What you want? Get into us at the Days Inn Room Presidential, Bush, Reagan She a model and she look Asian Me and Vado like Reggie Bush on the Ravens Shawty said I tried to game her I came in the crib unexpected, Kramer I get down, GS, No Chris Brown BS Medallion size of a Nintendo DS Shirt Italian, Chain on a three X Every verse stylin', stop the beat, BX [Hook] [Fred the Godson] I cut the china with the chopsticks And then I count what the block get Then I wake up with your top chick Awww sh** [Vado] Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger [Verse 2: Vado] I done seen everything but Christ Ask me, these n***as is everything but nice Like you seen me in everything but Mikes I doubt that, cause I don't do everything, just Nikes Boomerang, I'm the next Marcus Smooth as Eric Benet barefoot on the red carpet No wonder, loaf good in the bread market Pardon, but make sure them bottles is red sparkling Don't stop, let the beat build What's your mortgage, Cardinal, that's a cheap bill No worry bout it, I got it, long as we speak still Want nothing out of this nutting, that's how this week feel Wish I could bring Hud back (Chill) f** that (Chill) f** that (Chill) f** that Getting money for six, fronting, we love that Pulling out in the six, stunting, we does that [Hook] I cut the china with the chopsticks And then I count what the block get Then I wake up with your top chick Awww sh** Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger [Verse 3: Vado] V Twizzy, Godson, we busy I Vianni the j**els was popping, E easy Steam piffy, keeps me lean, dizzy Bundles of peanut bu*ter, like what, you need jiffy? Catch a heart attack, who harder black Got the whole X in here, and where Harlem at? Like Mike's first deal, I been a problem cat Money train full speed, no stopping that [Verse 4: Fred the Godson] Fast, rapping I live the way I rap it Ripping it off the plastic Come I show you some traffic I got some caskets Things start to get drastic My gun's from Germany Dirk Nowitzki, the Mavericks Cupid in the front like the owner Stashed the pounds of sour cause the aroma Thirty-four for that Melanie Fiona Fred the God's the one, I thought I toldya [Hook] I cut the china with the chopsticks And then I count what the block get Then I wake up with your top chick Awww sh** Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger Cause you ain't ready for this headbanger