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Once Upon a Time in 2012
01. Celebrate
02. Grown Up
03. Love Sosa
04. My Life
05. New God Flow
06. Shot Caller
07. Traffic
08. Triple Threat
09. What It Look Like
10. Clique
11. I Own Swag
12. The City
13. Van Vogue
14. I Don't Like
15. Just What I Am
16. Thrift Shop
17. Around My Way
18. Beez In the Trap
19. Crew Love
20. Survival Tactics
21. Take It to the Head
22. Birthday Song
23. Daughters
24. Hate Bein' Sober
25. No Worries
26. Rooster In My Rari
27. Hammer Dance
28. So Good
29. Work Hard, Play Hard
30. Amen
31. F__kin' Problems
32. I Cry
33. Faded
34. Pop That
35. Pain
36. The Guillotine
37. Bandz a Make Her Dance
38. Diced Pineapples
39. Miss America
40. Swimming Pools
Another one
DJ Khaled
Working all winter
Shining all summer
I ain't no beginner, you scared to...

Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies (Maybach Music)

Reputation for Gs, that's the role of a boss
So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
She say love is for free, just expensive to shop
But its nothing to me, that extends from my block

I got a lot of figures, I'm a father figure
She know a lot of niggas, don't know a hotter nigga
Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
But I'm here to nurture, I wanna take you further

She got all them purses, I say in my verses
YSL and Hermès and barely scratch the surface
She know her purpose, as I peel the curtains
I always make her nervous, this record's perfect

Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

Yo, reputation for bussin'
Pussy open, it's nothin'
Big fat nigga, all that huffin' and puffin'
Take me shoppin' in France
And he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants

Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin', beaches and eatin' Italian
This is real shit, r-r-real shit
On the real, nigga, fuckin' with a real bitch
I-I-I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
Three letters CMB
Competition, I don't see any

Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

Uh, reputation for tastin'
I'm killin' 'em hoes like Jason
Girl, that pussy like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion

Fuck with me baby, it's Tunechi baby
Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I'm rejuvenated
With all that pink on, bitch, I'm King Kong
I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone

Pop a pill and pop that pussy
I bet you Tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet, yeah
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
And then she...

Take it to the head, yeah-yeah
Don't think about it, be about it
Don't be scared to take it to the head, yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you then you might take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Take it to the head
I'm in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I'm gone
Now we gon' get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

Young Mula Baby