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head shoulders - taze (smg) lyrics

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[intro]
whoosh, whoosh!
crud! maud!

[chorus]
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes

[verse 1]
they love chattin’, back my ting i love spazzin’
had a man so bright, that’s a left and a right, no might i’m certainly bangin’
active, don’t mad me, ask (?)
active, don’t mad me ask them
on a right might slide with all of my friends, so the (?), i ain’t talking in 10, 10
heads, heads and shoulders, flip shanks like motorola’s
lives chased, still brukin’ down boulders, boulders
my guys stepping in loafers
no cap, have you ever been shofer’d? i can do it on my own or with soldiers
i heard drill’s gettin’ banned that’s bogus, bogus, uk charts has showed us
do it like russ or fat joe, lean back and let that blow
still get life from the ar rambz, so my n-gg- love dot for the low
got lethal b for the roads, pow, my n-gg-s still whippin’ up snow
got lethal sticks for the roads, wow, my n-gg- wanna let that go, go, go, go

[chorus]
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes

[verse 2]
i’ve rid when i got that drop, she thought i was done with these opps
ducked them jakes i’m done with them stops, not going back i’m done with them locks
cling, rizla, razor, grub, tt, don’t tell me ’bout tasters
clips, waps, blazers, taze, long time i ain’t seen me no tazers
skid up, grab man, i’ll pressplay on a ting so bad, man link up, i’ll show you ’bout tan man
and this madness ain’t no mixtape, mad man, i’ll show you ’bout gangland
i’ll show you ’bout wettings
and she don’t even know that i did it in this whip here
should’ve known what felons, felons, felons, felons

[chorus]
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes, toes, toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes
who’s my man? n-body knows
i might make a man dash like my man doin’ the heel-and-toes, toes, toes
what ends you from badman? i’ve asked and n-body knows
i’m gonna pattern man down like head, shoulders, knees and toes
head, shoulders, knees and toes

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