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Dj Khaled - Take It To The Head Lyrics

Take it to the head

Another one
DJ Khaled!
Working all winter
Shining all summer
I ain’t no beginner
You scared to…

Take it to the head, yeah, yeah
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 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 gon’ take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Know we gon’ get fuc*** up, no excuses, no apologies

Reputation for g’s, that’s the role 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 ni***
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 perfect

Take it to the head, yeah, yeah
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 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 gon’ take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Know we gon’ get fuc*** up, no excuses, no apologies

Uh, yo, reputation for bussin’
Pussy open, it’s nothin’
Big fat ni***, 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, ni*** fuckin’ with a real bitch
I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters, CMB
Competition, I don’t see any

Take it to the head, yeah, yeah, yeahhh
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cause 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 gon’ take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Know we gon’ get fuc*** up, no excuses, no apologies

Uh, reputation for tastin’
I’m killin’ them hoes like Jason
Girl that pu*** like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion
F*** 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
Haha, pop a pill and pop that pu***
I bet you Tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet, yeah
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
And then she…

Take it to the head, yeah, yeah
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 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 gon’ take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Know we gon’ get fuc*** up, no excuses, no apologies