Head Hunta Lyrics - Bashtown - Baby Bash

[Chorus] 

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 fuck you bitch 

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 

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, fuck a battle rap, motherfucker, 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 bitch) 

[Repeat Chorus] 

[Verse 2: Z-Ro] 

You don't roll twenties, girl, we pokin' in the side 

I don't want no pussy ass, long as you open in your mind 

No pussy 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 ass, pussy, she out of mind 

Same thang I can get out her pussy, I'm a get out her mind 

Money in my pocket, good, but it ain't comin' out of mine 

If you pay for sexual favors, your trick ass 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 fillin' child support on me unless a nig get pregnant 

Bitch, suck it while I'm behind the wheel, that's why I'm drivin' reckless 

She a head hunter 

[Chorus] 

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 

Bitch, 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 

[Chorus]