The Game - Best Head Ever lyrics

(feat. Tyga & Eric Bellinger) [Intro - Tyga:] Shorty got the best head ever (got damn, for you, got damn) Shorty got the best head ever And I can tell that you on your way to the top Shorty got the best head ever I'm f**ing with you, I'm f**ing with you [Verse 1 - Tyga:] Ain't nothing to a man, scale on a digit When I do it gotta do it way different No sh** like 1-9 trippin' Never had a cab in my city b**hes all in my air, you f**ing with me Cause ain't sh** realer Crazy on my line, run the game like Pepe Young n***a gotta get it She know she can get it But I be f**ing with her cold, want a slick thim A1 Get my young day gone, shots of that Patron Henny had me all gone, tell them b**hes come get some It ain't fun if the homies can't get none Tell her relax and pour more up and don't throw up Or ride dolo and get no dough, you know what Bro, I got a lot of dough and I can make you my money ho [Hook - Tyga:] Shorty got the best head ever And I can tell that you on your way to the top Shorty got the best head ever You know I'm f**ing with you I let you know I'm f**ing with you Shorty got the best head ever And you just wanna play, make your way to the top Shorty got the best head ever I let you know I'm f**ing with you, I'm f**ing with you [Verse 2 - Game:] I got a b**h named Superhead, she give super head Just moved in the building, even gave the super head I got big guns, that's b**h super legs So play Superman and we gon' play moving chairs Off with your head, n***a, you don't really want it Blood Money, Last Kings, that bullsh** we on it That long bread we got it, that Rolls Royce we in it The b**hes we got bad so no cars get tinted No cars get rented, got the Masi' all Schmurda'd out La Familia, the clique that you heard about 20 bottles, n***a, couple million follow, n***a Red rag, gold chain, bet your girl swallow, n***a Ciroc to the head, she gon murder the whole case Pa** her the Hookah cause he gon' puff like the old Mase Make a n***a wanna empty out the whole safe Nutting on her whole face, swear to God [Hook] [Verse 3 - Eric Billinger:] I don't know what you call that When you make my toes curl and my eyes roll back Keep doing it to me, just keep doing it to me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby girl, tell your n***a fall back You already on your knees so I let you crawl back After giving to me He ain't gotta know you giving it to me So when you leave her stop at the 7/11, get some Listerine strips s**ing the j**els, I'mma crown you on your queen sh** k**ing it, baby Make a n***a wanting to spilling it, baby Yeah, yeah, oh, she got the best head ever Shorty got the best head ever, best head ever [Hook]