Lucky Luciano - Head Hunta lyrics

[Chorus: Z-Ro] Catch me ridin' on them numbers Either four, five or six hundred Top down, lookin' for a head hunter If it's in a mob, she can't be my baby mother You know, I wanna f** you b**h But I know, I'm not givin' you one red cent My dough, ain't helpin' you with your rent I never been a trick, you oughta pay for the dick [Verse 1: Baby Bash (Z-Ro)] Slidin' on a slab and all she wanna do was rape me But payin' for some puss, girl, you must be mistaken greatly You say you wanna taste me, blow and decapitate me What you need ain't give me gravy, paid me, my dick ain't lazy Trickin' is dead, holmes, she givin' me head phones She thick in the red thong, I refuse to be led on Cause I'm a leader, not a follower She gon' be a squirter and a swallower Late night gobbler Big maniac, she a brainiac, just like she go to Princeton In a Cadillac, f** a battle rap, motherf**er, keep it pimpin' I'm a let her know, I'm federal, when T bag that hoe like Lipton And to inspire, she opened wide, and swimmin' in my denim (You, you, you, you, you b**h) [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2: Z-Ro] You don't roll twenties, girl, we pokin' in the side I don't want no p**y a**, long as you open in your mind No p**y could, but tell her put that throat up in your life Got me a drug dealer ride, put liq' with coke up in her eye Tryin' to charge me for that trash a**, p**y, she out of mind Same thang I can get out her p**y, I'm a get out her mind Money in my pocket, good, but it ain't comin' out of mine If you pay for s**ual favors, your trick a** out of line And with every time I call her phone number (Number) My neighbor is what she lay her head under (Under) Ain't no filin' child support on me unless a nig get pregnant b**h, s** it while I'm behind the wheel, that's why I'm drivin' reckless She a head hunter [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 3: Lucky Luciano] I don't love her, I don't want her, you can have her, I got another Did it however which way I could've, then I kicked her up out the Hummer Nothin' but a head hunter, and she wanna taste me b**h, pay me, this dick ain't free I said on how she bring it back, so how the hell could I pay for that Choose me, she know the scope, it's pimpin', no love for a hoe Lucky, yeah, they love me, and they wanted me to hit it If I put that dick up on her, she gon' get out there and get it [Repeat Chorus]