G-dep - Head Over Wheels lyrics

I guess I troop, honey, what the scoop? You're kinda cute Your man is drivin' Coupes, so here's my climbing boot Blasé-blasé-blah, I'm not a star, I don't have a car f** all the chatter, you cannot have the bra Peep the framework, see if the game work Heard she gave my man herp', the same dirt On the same skirt, as the week past; It's like The freak fast, catchin' whiplash when them Jeeps pa** Throw on the switch just to get rich Call you hon' before I bag it, after that, it's chickenhead b**h I only got the digits when I met you Tootsie had a Benz-y Boned your friends and got some head too ?? hoes, don't doze cause the mic goes Pop, when I rock all these silly psychos But that's another matter, this ain't a love chatter So I can ?? rock and duck ?? rumps that's fatter Like, I know we're slickin', right at the stoplight Pulled the Jag up, you get bagged up like this was Shop-Rite I guess it's all that, layin' like doormats..peed When I make this hit you try to catch me I told her, ?nine-sixty years? all the papers near Now I need me a gasmask til all these vapors clear For hours, with all her powers just to see how Your Range Rover feel, on the real, that's head over wheels Chorus: G-Depp So what's the deal huh? Let's keep it real huh? You like these wheels huh? Tell me how they feel huh? Head over wheels huh... ... uhh, head over wheels huh, uhh Yo honey bust it let's discuss it for a little bit I know the middle stick, so go head with your little tits A n***a rollin' in the car from taggin', lookin' tight ragged On the night racket, concoctin' Reeboks and the flight jacket But that's OK cause when you play there's a price to pay A small way, tend to hallways, twice a day Don't front though, I make the flow through the gut slow Or the bu*t, ohh, made her scream like I struck gold That's cold, better yet it's freezin, honey steady teasin' Tis the season for skeezin', no teasin' just some heavy breathin' Hoe pros and when she blows, only heaven knows No clothes, ohh! Got that fifty-four-eleven though That trick, I guess I tricked for this pair of kicks Just to gas 'em have her girlfriends askin' can we share his dick Divide it equally, and dick it frequently, they always beepin' me We do this secretly, so yeah don't speak to me Get 'noid with Floyd, creep up the backstreet ain't that sweet You don't see them hookers in this backseat Time and time to get the bump n grind, I guess love is blind Or he caught you in your eye with his brother's nine I'd rather use my know of flicks, and the known face Watch 'em plead just to get them keys on your court date Hon Dawn got it goin' on, since you're gone pal Your man Shawn get the horn now, pow Chorus 2X I lift this honey in the air, like no gravity Cause of her thoughts, now she's in the porch of her sanity So as you enter, since you commence to Play the roll you gon' play the coal in the winter And if you get another f** it, f**in No less than her circumference then I'm hosted in another bucket I be the one to pa** by ya with the cash kinda, cra** You still behind that a** in my Pathfinder Tryin' to front like she fond of n***as and ganja Til I pull ups on ya, wild, forget the menage-a-trois In the car with Rhonda, hittin' the tits She smell herself, cause she sell herself like Hondas These b**hes is bugged, all thugged out Cause I told her the ride was over GET THE fu*k OUT Get your Lugz out and get to walkin, that's how the wind blows Power windows so I can't hear the sh** you talkin You wanna drive stick, combine my prize with Chinky eyes with ?lilet? all that old fly sh** But wake up, without makeup, and get the clear view Only place I'll be seein' you is in the rearview Chorus 2X