Rob Coin - Hit To The Head lyrics

Yeah, uh [Intro: (3x)] Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my old sh** Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my... [Verse One] The chameleon's in the building and he creeping with some...freaks Tell the pastor...preach b**hes by the...leash Paper by the...sheets Bottle in my...reach Heard you speaking dinero, but ya talk is...cheap Hit the frame, what's her name, perfect love affair Pull her by the...hair, Polo by the...pair Who gon' be the first to get it? Damnit, we don't...care Tell yo' fellow b**hes baby, they should file in...here [Chorus: Voila Snow + Rob Coin (2x)] Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that) (VS)Take a hit to the head [RC] Gold chains, gold whips, keep on bumping my old sh** [Verse Two] Bud Light, that High Life, that Red Stripe, that Remy Don't tell me it's too much, this new stress is heavy Ever since we moved up, police been ready Nothing we ain't used ta, come on girl, let's do stuff Cooped up, like rooster but, never touch that blue stuff What ya talking 'bout, I f**ed around and got juiced up Maybe said some things that I didn't mean Ooh, your face is ugly but, yo' body is pristine [Chorus: Voila Snow + Rob Coin (2x)] Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that) (VS)Take a hit to the head Take a hit to the head, make it something inspiring (bump that) Take a hit to the head, 'til you hit the ground (bump that) (VS)Take a hit to the head