Take It To The Head Lyrics - Kiss The Ring - Dj Khaled

Working all winter 

Shining all summer 

I ain't no beginner 

You scared to 

Take it to the head 

Don't think about it (be about it) 

Don't be scared to take it to the head 

Girl, you fly but if I tell you 

Then you might take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots 

I'm gone 

Take it to the head 

I'm in my zone 

Damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots 

I'm gone 

Now we gon' get fucked up 

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No excuses no apologies 

Reputation for g's, thats the roll of a boss 

So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch 

She say love is for free, just expensive to shop 

But its nothing to me, that extends from my block 

I got a lot of figures, I'm a father figure 

She know a lot of niggas, don't know a hotter nigga 

Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you 

But I'm here to nurture, I wanna take you further 

She got all them purses, I say in my verses 

YSL and Hermes and barely scratch the surface 

She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains 

I always make her nervous, this record's perfect 

Take it to the head 

Don't think about it, be about it 

Don't be scared to take it to the head 

Girl, you fly but if I tell you 

Then you might take it to the head 

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I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies 

Yo, reputation for bussin' 

Pussy open, it's nothin' 

Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin' 

Take me shopping in France 

And he pay in advance 

He got big balls, ran a play in his pants 

Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island 

All my bitches is stylin' 

Beaches and eatin Italian 

This is real shit, real shit 

On the real, nigga fuckin' wit a real bitch 

I ride for him, DMV 

Stamina, GNC 

3 letters CMB 

Competition, I don't see any 

Take it to the head 

Don't think about it, be about it 

Don't be scared to take it to the head 

Girl, you fly but if I tell you 

Then you might take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies 

Reputation for tasting 

I'm killin' 'em hoes like Jason 

Got that pussy like medication to patients 

Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion 

Fuck with me baby, it's Tunechi baby 

Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenated 

With all that pink on, bitch I'm king kong 

I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone 

Pop a pill and pop that pussy 

I bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet 

And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest 

And then she... 

Take it to the head, (yeh yeah) 

Don't think about it, be about it 

Don't be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah) 

Girl, you fly but if I tell you 

Then you might take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Take it to the head 

I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed 

One shot, two shots, I'm gone 

Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies 

Young Molla Baby