[Chorus:]
If looks could kill
You'd be a killer
If love was a drug
You'd be my dealer
Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
If looks could kill
You'd be a killer
If love was a drug
You'd be my dealer
Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
[Verse 1: Bobby Brackins]
Come chill with a playa ball like a raider
Allergic to da haters get range like a laker
I'm a fool with da paper I got a rich neighbor
She ain't ready I'm ready in the bed I do favors
Girl you gotta return em' money burn none
I buy things, don't, never return them
I don't need two top back see through
Ballin everyday girl you know how weee doo
Boo you a boss introduce you to my people
HBIC honey lemme beat though
Sip and chill we out of it
Champagne bubbly we never runnin out of it
[Chorus:]
If looks could kill
You'd be a killer
If love was a drug
You'd be my dealer
Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
[Verse 2: Bobby Brackins]
Boo call up your local radio station
Say I got hits, that's to get them in rotation
You bad, you bad you belong on probation
Better croc I ain't run now we cakin'
H.B.I.C how she good looks bad attitude
Doin' big things girl I can't be mad at you
Let's hit da club and get some medical
Let's hit da bank withdraw some federal
You go girl don't take mess from nobody
Yeah I respect it, sex I expect it
Grapefruit cranberry OJ mixes
We stay poppin' bottles and takin pictures
[Chorus]
If looks could kill
You'd be a killer
If love was a drug
You'd be my dealer
Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
[Verse 3: Ty$]
Lil mama you bad
Lil mama you a boss
Lil mama you sexy
Ah woo-oh
You be killin' em'
You be killin' em'
You you be killin' em'
Haters gotta deal with em'
Hottest on the scene
Boss lady, boss lady
You be, my baby, my baby
Let's do it big girl oh my gosh
I need a head bitch in charrrrge
[Chorus]
If looks could kill
You'd be a killer
If love was a drug
You'd be my dealer
Cause I love how you make me feel
Let's hit the club k-k-keep it real
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
H.B.I.C head bitch in charge
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