Lyrics:
Girl call Latisha, your beautician 'Cause your hair is goin' need fixin' yeahh Call Latisha, your beautician yeah Uh uh uh yeah She got
really rock hard at the beautician’s ball tonite! They get ripped and tucked and peeled and sucked Get pretty for war They got me totally floored They
hair up and tomorrow give you something for your beautician See, tonight is gon' get crazy 'cause that Henny I've been sipping And you dance up in
Beauticians behind me, they know where to find me, If I say the word then they splitting your wig You know they got so much love for the kid If ima do it i'm
[Intro: The-Dream] Girl call Latisha, your beautician Cause your hair is gon need fixin' yeahh Call Latisha, your beautician yeah Uh Uh Uh yeahh
Well it's the rap beautician The facts you listen I blast through rhythms like hash through your system True in love and wisdom Well off
a part time beautician A Wanna be musician I was born with it in my blood I'm a mover and a shaker A request taker And the president of my own fan
to beautician Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in the back Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is messed up Need to get bout a hustle mission Get up on loot run
wasting my time Where you at New phone new mood Who is that Need a little baby who listen Cooking my fav in the kitchen I just might pay her beautician New
or a mention (Don't at me) (Seven) Burn a nigga head like a beautician (Beautician) (Eight) Bald Head Heaux always on a mission Bald Head Heaux Shit Bald Head
bunch of str*ppers or beauticians from the beauty parlor c couple scammers boostin' Prada, Dolce and Gabbana I'm finna squad up, hit the mob, and call up
a beautician and sells you nutrition And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh The Jean Genie lives on his back
a beautician and sells you nutrition And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh The Jean Genie lives on his back
I met a fine beautician In a very fine condition She was long and lean And you know what that means She's a good lovin' mama A hard workin' woman
a beautician and sells you nutrition And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh The Jean Genie lives on his back
Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel We going downtown in the middle
a beautician and sells you nutrition And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh The Jean Genie lives on his back
a beautician and sells you nutrition Keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greene Hoo, ooo, ooo Jean Genie lives on his back
she loves him but just for a short while She'll scratch in the sand, won't let go his hand He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition
Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel We going downtown in the middle
Después te doy chavo pa'l beautician En ese totito cabe perfecto mi bicho (ay) En la G-Wagon, ya no estamo' pa' Expedition Los polvo' contigo, ma, son
Paid my dues and tuition, it's good for your nutrition Good head like a beautician, got me twitchin', finish your mission Finish your mission, you make
down Ferguson I'ma riot My life cannot be compared to anybpdy And trapster, and rappers Any politicians, beauticians, a musician Anybody, so I'm
Ferguson I'ma riot My life cannot be compared to anybody And trappers, and rappers Any politicians, beauticians, a musician Anybody, so I'm anybodies Many
Discuss these beautician Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In