Artist: B.o.B f/ 2 Chainz Album: Underground Luxury Song: HeadBand Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com {"Mustard on the beat"} [B.o.B] Yo, already got one rolled up in my left hand (in my left hand) Pussy on my mind tighter than a headband (than a headband) Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands (in my sweat glands) This shit I'm on better than the next strand (ay!) Than the next strand, better than the next strand (ay!) She head down, booty poppin in a handstand I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man I don't even understand why she'd ever want a man If she ever throw it I'd catch it like a cornerback (like a cornerback) Like like a cornerback, that's an interception (interception) You think I give a fuck? That's a misconception Oh what a night (yo) oh what a night (yo) The roof is on fire (yo) so what? I'm high (yo) I said oh what a night (HEY) oh what a night (HEY) Yeah she a bad bitch, all jokes aside (WOO!) [Chorus: B.o.B] Ay, look at baby over there Whassup? Lil' mama come here She started talkin but I really couldn't hear her until she started dancin like she do it in the mirror Uh, like she do it in the mirror Uh, like she do it in the mirror She broke it down, started movin like Shakira Uh, like she do it in the mirror I chop one, chop two, chop that ass down Chop that ass down, chop chop that ass down All I want you to do is just drop that ass down Drop drop that ass down, uh, now look back at it [2 Chainz] Yo, 2 Chainz! ... Whistlin Dixie Middle school I was gettin head on a ten-speed Gigolo bloodline, pimpin hereditary Black on 28's, it remind me of February Day you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary Dead-ass rappers should've came with a cemetery I am so cold, nigga like Ben & Jerry Fill a nigga, deal a nigga, kill a nigga, obituary (tell 'em!) My vision blurry, these bitches flirtin I've been drinkin all night, I think my kidney's hurtin (damn) So I closed the curtains on the 62 Her ass would knock ya ass out, you better stick and move (true) Chain hang to my ding-a-ling (what) Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling (yeah) To do a threesome you gotta intervene Her legs so sexy when I'm in between (WOO!) [Chorus] [B.o.B] Ay, ay She do it like she do it in the mirror Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears She speed it up and slow it down like she's switchin gears I'm lookin for the baddest one here I tell her like do dat there, do dat there (do dat there) You gotta stretch it out, girl move dat there She bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that there Like hut one, hut two, girl who back there? (who back there) Who back there? I'm back there I could take a step back and sip my Cognac there (Cognac there) Picture-perfect body, that's a Kodak there Now make a nigga feel welcome like a doormat's there I'm like oh what a night, oh what a night The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high I'm like oh what a night, oh, oh what a night That's a bad bitch, all jokes aside There she go [Chorus]