Song Lyrics

(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up) bitch (bitch)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) you got some nice lips on you, bitch
(Sho' do)

Ha, put your head in my lap, uh, uh (in my lap, ho)
I just want some head in the trap, uh (in the trap, ho)
If I ever hear you run your mouth (run your mouth)
I'ma cut you off right now (ASAP, ASAP)
Put your head in my lap (yeah, yeah)
I just want some head in the trap (in the trap)
Bitch, you better not ever run your mouth (run your mouth)
Or I'ma cut you off right now, ayy (that's on my mama)

Ayy, let me tell you 'bout these buster ass, fake ass hoes (hoes)
Bitch, don't ever say you love me if you fuckin' my bro (my bro)
I hit that bitch up in my bed, ayy, that's a TV flow (woah)
I smacked her ass with all my might, ain't that's a DB though? (Woah)
From watchin' DVD's (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you know I got more hoes than a pack of CD's (huh?)
Bitch, I'm a dog, you see this collar? I ain't attracted to fleas
I told that bitch that I couldn't call 'cause I just wax it and leave (woah)
That bad lil' ho say she a bird, I'll teach her the birds and the bees (I teach her)
See some narcos outside (outside)
Hit him in the pupil out the window, I'm a deadeye (deadeye)
Then go to his son's school and tell him keep his head high (head high)
And f*ck his mama, now he callin' me his dad now (stepdad)
Ooh, I'm stepdaddy too, I turned mom to a prostitute (woah)
Nigga robbed him, play me 'bout that bread, now I gotta shoot (rrah)
Don't think daddy, but a bitch throw a mask on time to do a kick door (rrah)
We shoot the gun like dice (rrah)
Bitch, tell me what do it hit for? (Rrah, rrah, doon, doon, doon)
Lil' Keshia, she an eater, she freaky, I know her mama (her mama)
She said she hungry, took that bitch to the nearest McDonald's (McDonald's)
She got an attitude, what you want, some Benihanas? (What?)
I can't go up there no more 'cause I gave all them hoes my number (freaky)
Freaky bitch Lashawna give me head up in the Hummer (Hummer)
She already know what's goin' on, she put her hair up in a bunna (a bunna)
Had to cut that lil' ho off, she thought that she was gon' get some bundles
Get her head all covered in pipe, but I kicked her out on summer
I'm a felon but I still can go to Mexico (yeah)
I'm in Dubai, smokin' dope up in the sky (yeah)
Two hundred dollars for a gram, that shit was Reginald (woah)
But I'm still fly, so that still mean that I'm high (I'm so high)
If a nigga put his hands on Simi, he gon' die (he gon' die)
He six feet under but he somewhere in the sky (in the clouds)
Put a nigga in a blunt, roll him up, ayy, Lil Jugg, let's get high (ayy, let's get high, cuh)
I would be 12 if I told you where we was smokin', right? (Right right?)
Where I'm from, we kill a nigga, then turn up and let the night go (take a night go)
Can't trust these niggas, they act like bitches on they cycle (period)
I'ma swerve this car, get it on two wheels like a motorcycle (woah)
And it's off with the head, this shit off of the head
Nigga, this is not typewrote, bitch (yeah)

Put your head in my lap (yeah)
I just want some head in the trap (in the trap)
Bitch, you better not ever run your mouth (run your mouth)
Or I'ma cut you off right now (that's on my mama)

Brytavious Chambers, James Baker

The duration of Head in My Lap is 2:57 minutes and seconds.