B.O.B. - Headband lyrics

Already got one, rolled up in my left hand p**y on my mind, tighter than a headband Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands This sh** I'm on, better than the next strand Than the next strand, better than the next strand She head down, booty poppin' in a handstand I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan I make that p**y 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, that's an interception You think I give a f**, that's a misconception Oh what a night, oh what a night The roof is on fire, so what? I'm high I said, oh what a night, oh what a night Yeah she a bad b**h, all jokes aside Hey, look at baby over there Whats up, little mama come here She started talking but I really couldn't hear Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (whoa) Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror (whoa) She broke it down started moving like Shakira Like she do it in the mirror I chop one, chop two, chop that a** down Chop that a** down, chop chop that a** down All I want you to do is just drop that a** down Drop drop that a** down, now look back at it Whistling Dixie Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed Jiggalo blood line, pimpin' hereditary Black on 28's, it remind of February Bet you can f** with me, that would be Neveruary Dead a** rapper should have came with a cemetery I am so cold, n***a like Ben & Jerry Fill a n***a, deal a n***a, k** a n***a, obituary My vision blurry, these b**hes flirtin' I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurtin' So I closed the curtains on the 62 Her a** would knock your a** out, you better stick and move (True) Chain hang to my ding-a-ling Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling To do a threesome you gotta intervene Her legs so s**y when I'm in-between Hey, look at baby over there Whats up, little mama come here She started talking but I really couldn't hear Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (whoa) Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror(whoa) She broke it down started moving like Shakira Like she do it in the mirror I chop one, chop two, chop that a** down Chop that a** down, chop chop that a** down All I want you to do is just drop that a** down Drop drop that a** down, now look back at it She do it like she do it in the mirror Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears She speed it up or slow it down, like she's switching gears I'm looking for the baddest one here I tell her like, do that there, do that there You gotta stretch it out, girl move that 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? I'm back there I could take a step back and sip my cognac there Picture perfect body, that's a Kodak there Now make a n***a 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 what a night That's a bad b**h, all jokes aside there she go Hey, look at baby over there Whats up, little mama come here She started talking but I really couldn't hear Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (whoa) Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror (whoa) She broke it down started moving like Shakira Like she do it in the mirror Chop one, chop two, chop that a** down Chop that a** down, chop chop that a** down All I want you to do is just drop that a** down Drop drop that a** down, now look back at it