Yung Ro - Head Turner lyrics

(*talking*) Come on mayn huuuh, head turner Geah feel it, I turn motherf**ing heads When I walk in, I don't know about you [Hook - 4x] Swisha sweet burner, big face earner Boy I's, a f**ing head turner [Big Pluck] Swinging in the Benz, swinging through the lot Fo' n***as in the back, bout to punch the roof out Getting crunk then thoed, Nobody through the do' Big Pluck I represent it, b**h you already know n***as get mad, and wanna knock me like a do' n***a don't get mad, cause a fat n***a took your hoe She's not your dame though, she's your main hoe I chunked the deuce, and took your b**h to Shanango b**h turn your head, when you see a head turner I got your b**h deep throating, s**ing she's a head turner So I'ma go ahead and turn her, into a freak a head hunter I got her neck her hair done on my nuts, and my bed's gonna Break soon like boom, I got my camera on zoom Don't disturb me I'm in my room, Yung Ro coming soon [Yung Ro] Here I am the one and only, pimptastic with tenderonies Got em regretting what they did, compared to how long they know me my homie See you can't clone me, you only wanna cut she lonely I f** her tell her to phone me, then f** em my number's phony But if I tell her to turn her head, and I get a light turn up I'm subject to might turn up, and flip into Ike Turner I'm a head turner, big faces counting these heads turning Now these boppers heads turning, smiling at me my head turning Head burning chest burning, cause I'm feeling this X b**hes looking for me in a Lac, but I'm still in a Lex I'm still with the Flex, D. Black, B. Booker ain't late We reminiscing and listening, to karaoke tapes Life is great I thank the Lord, when I get out my bed Even hoes who don't know me, curious could I turn so many heads Like who is he Yung Ro, oh that dude that rhyme tight And automatically they hooked, mesmerized by the limelight I'm a head turner baby [Hook - 4x] [Sipp] I'm a head turner, because these hoes love the whip My game's a overdose, and that's why hoes love the Sipp And boy, I's a fly smooth talking goon sparking These bops flock, when they see me in the Platoon parking They see the car and think MJ, that's just the shoes talking I'm on 23's, but look like the rims is moon walking My car's a tomboy, b**h she wears skirts and shoes But if you touch her, man I'ma have to hurt you dudes Look how they stare and sh**, this is what I gotta bare with She kissing on me, damn girl you f**ing up my velvet But she's on this one man thang, but can't get one man brain But she know that I can f**, like a one man train I know you going hard on me, want my dicks and air But your job is done ma, now go fix your hair This is for my thugs, who let they bumper drag down the break You ain't got no candy on your car, that's a flag on the plate [L. Dogg] Well I jump out the six grinning, hating n***as can't stand it I'm in a car that look like something, that came from a different planet I got a jet, that gets me to L.A. in twelve minutes And I'm young but got money, long as a rapist jail sentence You can call me the hardest, the rap game land lord Them boys rapping bout Jags, but driving '92 Fords And I'm the head turning, y'all boys ain't messing with me I'm getting Paid In Full, y'all making cents like 50 And I dare y'all to label me, as a commercial rapper Piss my little a** off, and I bet you I hurt a rapper Shotgun in the trunk, 22 under the seat And Sprewells on the Benz, 22's under the Jeep And I'm the rawest n***a rapping, on these underground tapes I'm trying to handle more weight, and put candles on a cake And I turn heads, with the big heads I earn Just call me neck and shoulders, cause I'm the reason heads turn [Hook - 4x]