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BEHEADED! Video (MV)




Performed By: Johnny Broadway
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: John Mitchell II




Johnny Broadway - BEHEADED! Lyrics
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(The Cosmos)
I don't want this to end
So can we please extend our time and maybe play pretend?
I don't know what you meant, no, I can't comprehend
No, I don't want no commitment, I just want to be friends
But baby, don't leave me
Or maybe, you could come see me
Living life, it ain't easy
Shit just might hit the ceiling
And when you least expect it
You're gonna get beheaded
Then you're gonna need a medic
You're gonna regret that you said it
This ain't no effect, no edit
Cause I don't forget, I get upset (grrr)
No, it isn't a threat
You're not in debt yet
So don't sweat, just reset
But just know, I don't miss (pew, pew)
I just shoot my shot and it goes in (swish, augh!)
But all these hoes and thots goal-tend
And they make it hard to score
And they always ask for more
Until I have none left
That's when things go left
She grabbed her shit and left
Immaculate grand theft
I don't want this to end
So can we please extend our time and maybe play pretend?
I don't know what you meant, no, I can't comprehend
No, I don't want no commitment, I just want to be friends
But baby, don't leave me
Or maybe, you could come see me
Living life, it ain't easy
Shit just might hit the ceiling
And when you least expect it
You're gonna get beheaded
(Can you pause, you son of bitch?)
(Bouta run up on yo bitch!)
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(The Cosmos)
I don't want this to end
So can we please extend our time and maybe play pretend?
I don't know what you meant, no, I can't comprehend
No, I don't want no commitment, I just want to be friends
But baby, don't leave me
Or maybe, you could come see me
Living life, it ain't easy
Shit just might hit the ceiling
And when you least expect it
You're gonna get beheaded
Then you're gonna need a medic
You're gonna regret that you said it
This ain't no effect, no edit
Cause I don't forget, I get upset (grrr)
No, it isn't a threat
You're not in debt yet
So don't sweat, just reset
But just know, I don't miss (pew, pew)
I just shoot my shot and it goes in (swish, augh!)
But all these hoes and thots goal-tend
And they make it hard to score
And they always ask for more
Until I have none left
That's when things go left
She grabbed her shit and left
Immaculate grand theft
I don't want this to end
So can we please extend our time and maybe play pretend?
I don't know what you meant, no, I can't comprehend
No, I don't want no commitment, I just want to be friends
But baby, don't leave me
Or maybe, you could come see me
Living life, it ain't easy
Shit just might hit the ceiling
And when you least expect it
You're gonna get beheaded
(Can you pause, you son of bitch?)
(Bouta run up on yo bitch!)
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Writer: John Mitchell II
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