Ms. Jade - Big Head Lyrics

One time *freak freaky* uh uhm
Two time *ah two* uh uhm
Three time *uh uh* uh uhm
*freaky* four times *freaky* Ms. Jade

Ain't no other girl, girl
Rub it in for the whole world world
Make it my do-ty
Try'n show off thinkin' they can move me
(Here we go again) one time
(Never take me off my grind)
And I do it true, true
Do me is my number one rule, rule
Look I'm grown, grown
Haters I'm leavin 'em long gone, gone
Got 'em with they (hands up high)
Twisted at the bar I'm feelin' (all right)
Show 'em (what they need to ride)
Dancin' til they feet hurtin' (all night)
'Cause I stack cheese, cheese
I'm whatever its gonna be be
Uh, and its all to the good
Never been Hollywood cause I stand for the hood
Its a different (day now)
Watch how I'm makin' the game (break down)
See me doin' it, it
I'm 'bout as good as its gonna get, get
Uh, Philly chick get it down
If the flood is comin' I promise I ain't gon' drown
Make the music (move you)
Timb's hittin' you crazy so you can (groove to)
Uh Beat Club on the rise
And I got got g-got my eyes on the prize

[Chorus:]
Get your big head on the floor
(get your big head on the floor)
You ain't ever seen me move like this
Get your big head on the floor
(get your big head on the floor)
You ain't ever seen me groove like this
Get your big head on the floor
(get your big head on the floor)
You ain't ever seen me move like this

Get your big head on the floor
(get your big head on the floor)
You ain't ever seen me groove like this

We done did it now now
Why don't you put your money on me now, now
Make you feel free free
You ain't even on the same league, league
From the sky to (house parties)
Sippin' martinis under the (palm trees)
You can light it up up
Sick ceiling leave niggas thugs, thugs
What's really goin on on
Partyin' to the break of dawn, dawn
Uh, switchin' lanes in the truck
And we know its gonna catch up but we still gettin' drunk
Lets get (rooms for the night)
This a Timb trick so you (know its tight)
Uh, stackin' the ching, ching
And its obvious I'm gonna get a little vibrant thing
Tear the floor (up in the club)
Rappers (?) with (chicks and the thugs)
Move, from the bottom to the top
Got ya self a gun and get prepared for the glock
Uh, and its all to the love
Twist up your drink get your drink for your mugs
Uh, and its all to the love
Twist up your drinks get your drinks for your buzz

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]

Uh, break it down for me
Uh, break it down for me
Break it down for me
Hu heh

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