(It's young Llody)
I'm a tear that pussy up
And we ain't making love girl
We fucking in this club
No disrespect to Usher I ain't never been a Busta
Kellz put me on the twelve play when I was just a baby

Look I need a hood girl
Real hood girl to handle all night
From behind I don't play no game of mine
I'm a lay it down
All night I make you whine like lay lay lay

Lay your head on my pillow
Lay your head on my pillow
Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay it down
Oh lay it down
(remix)
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow

I think you need a G-mix
It's something like a remix
Instead it's for the G's in the street and the bad bitches
What's a bad bitch she a hood classic
Thick thighs red bones chocolate fantastic
My tongue do magic
Go go gadget
Hit it 'fore I bounce cause her head fantastic
This girl she got me shoutin' like
Sunday church in the bed like
Oh my god
Usher no fag shit
Bring my niggas in for this remix
And leave that love shit out on this G-mix
It's me and Kellz and my nigga Jeezy
Miss Patti LaBelle she ripped the first one off so fucking easy
Easy oh the streets need me
Bring back the shit that make you run and make you baby
This that new twelve play R 'n' B shit
It's Young Llody R Kelly and Jeezy

Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow

Lay it down lay it down
You all lay it down every time I'm at your crib
Young you smell like a pound
Got the condo cracking baby what's happening
Probably still have them squares if a nigga wouldn't rep me
First I undress ya then I'm jumping off the dresser
I see you like my money girl I give you a lecture
That ass so fine make you watch it like a Sony
First you grab on my hair then you ride it like a pony
Louis V house coat yeah it match the house folk
All white everything yeah you know the house dope
Calicos on deck baby this is G shit
Bust it wide open lay it down this the remix

I've got a question for the haters
Will you always be little men
That cannot see what once was can be again
Tiny little men
Ha ha the king lives Polow

Chilling in this club thinking how to get with cha
I've painted tonight I could show you the picture
You and me taking shots I'm getting in your head
And we fucking up a storm in my bed
That's the intro

Don't wanna come off sounding like just another verse
See I just wanna sing this bitch no rehearse
Sexual freestyle off the top of my head
I'll figure the rest out when I get you in my bed
Let me switch it up so I can talk about these silly cats
Try to take my shit but I'm like OJ bitch give me that
Back to the lecture at hand
My sex is perfection I'm a make these chicks understand
That I wanna teach you
I wanna teach you
Shawty I wanna teach you
And then I wanna eat you

Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Head on my pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow
Baby bite the pillow

When you lay your head on my pillow
I know girl this gonna get serious like Thriller
You gon' feel that monster get bigger
And I ain't got no rhyme for the next part
I ain't got no rhyme for the next part
But that's okay because this is the remix
Yo blame Polow cause he made me do this
He called me up and said he want me on this shit
Said Kellz on it'll it'll be a bigger hit
A bigger hit
Polow you owe me one
Nigga you owe me one
That's right you owe me one
I'm just bullshitting with you dawg
Send me a case of Ciroc or some shit
Lloyd what up yo
Holla at your boy

Writer : GAMBLE, KENNY / SIGLER, BUNNY / DEAN, ESTER / JONES, JAMAL
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, SONGS OF UNIVERSAL, INC. OBO MY DIET STARTS TOMORROW, INC.