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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J-Bo
J-Bo
Vocals
Mr. Magic
Mr. Magic
Vocals
Sean P
Sean P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roy Jones Jr.
Roy Jones Jr.
Songwriter
Awood Johnson
Awood Johnson
Songwriter
J-Bo
J-Bo
Writer
Jeffrey Grigsby
Jeffrey Grigsby
Songwriter
Sean Paul Joseph
Sean Paul Joseph
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Beat doctor
Let's welcome 'em Body Head style (Big, ****)
(So many ways to get paid) Remix, remix
I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron (That iron)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm ridin' through your neighborhood (Hood)
Bumpin', blowin' on some good (Good)
I keep a Glock, and got a big block underneath my hood (Hood)
I'm from Atlanta, old school like some grey 'Vannah ('Vannah)
Right up the street from Florida, Tennessee, and Alabama
I keep 'em workin', keep a pistol, 'cause these **** shady (Shady)
I hit Louisiana just to say, "What's happenin', baby?" (Baby)
See, I'm a timer, diamonds all up in my watch piece (My watch piece)
The whip painted chrome
Please make 'em watch me (They watch me)
I smoke and drank, I wanna stop, but I can't
So I guess I'm smokin' and drinkin' all the way to the bank (To the bank)
I'm switchin' lanes, rollin' up purple stank
(Still) Sippin' that purple stuff, 'cause I'm addicted to drank
[Verse 3]
I smoke (Yeah), I drank (Yeah), I'm supposed to stop, but I can't (I can't)
I'm a dog (Yeah), I love hoes (Yeah)
And I'm addicted to money, cars, and clothes
(Do it big, then) Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
[Verse 4]
Now I ain't got nothin' but dick for you ho's
I won't trip, I ain't sick for you ho's
I ain't got nothin' to give to no ****
Deal with no ****, chill with no ****
I'ma keep a stack of that funny-smellin' tobacco
Heater in my hand, **** ready to act up
Goddamn fool, ignorant motherfucker, 'bout to lose my cool
Lemme smoke a Kool so I can calm my nerves
Find me a duck, get some head in the 'burb
I'ma fool with them ho's, ****, that's my word
Show me a dime, and I bet I'm gettin' served
Everybody know me, probably saw me half-cocked
Drunk, high in the club, 'bout to get it hot
Louisiana ****, down here, we get buck
And if we ain't fightin', it's probably 'cause we're too fucked up
[Verse 5]
I smoke (Yeah), I drank (Yeah), I'm supposed to stop, but I can't (I can't)
I'm a dog (Yeah), I love hoes (Yeah)
And I'm addicted to money, cars, and clothes
(Do it big, then) Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
[Verse 6]
Yeah, yeah, I drink good, and hell, I feel fine
But see, I'm a Young Blood, bitch, and I'm high
No, I don't sip wine, boy, I sip Goose
See, 18 shots of Patrón done got me loose
Now we buyin' out the bar (Bar), we pourin' up them drinks
Tryna stop this madness, I'm slizzered, but so I can't see
This is how we do it, my ****, down in the South
Can't stand a fuckin' hater, now go on, and stomp 'em out
'Cause see, we do it real big (Big)
Bitch, I'm a dog (Dog)
Rollin' with my **** Magic, we 'bout to ball
In the club, shakin' ho's (Ho's), straight up out the door
I'm swervin' in my Chevy, 'bout to let the **** know
[Verse 7]
I'm 'bout that Roy, gon' ball
'Cause Roy got bread
Roy ain't gotta smoke or drink, he gets head
Roy keep at least six women up in the bed
Roy do it big, 'cause Roy got it made, Body Head
[Verse 8]
I smoke (Yeah), I drank (Yeah), I'm supposed to stop, but I can't (I can't)
I'm a dog (Yeah), I love hoes (Yeah)
And I'm addicted to money, cars, and clothes
(Do it big, then) Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
[Verse 9]
Blow my mind, see, I'm the dog on fleek
I thug (I thug) with my thugs
See, Lil' Boosie from that South Side (That South Side)
South-South Side (That-that South Side)
I miss my **** Soulja Slim
[Verse 10]
Lemme see you **** mm-mm stomp
Mm-mm stomp, mm-mm stomp
Mm-mm stomp (Lemme see you ****)
Jig, jig, jig
Jig, jig, jig
Lemme see you **** mm-mm stomp
Mm-mm stomp, mm-mm stomp
Mm-mm stomp (Lemme see you ****)
Jig, jig, jig
Jig, jig, jig, jig
[Verse 11]
Oh, what, you thought we was goin' somewhere?
Sike
[Verse 12]
I smoke (Yeah), I drank (Yeah), I'm supposed to stop, but I can't (I can't)
I'm a dog (Yeah), I love hoes (Yeah)
And I'm addicted to money, cars, and clothes
(Do it big, then) Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
Do it big, ****
Yeah, Body Head Bangerz volume one, ya heard me?
Written by: J-Bo, Magic, Roy Jones Jr., Sean P
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