Lyrics:
American classic.
Pop a top, crack a can, just don't make me wait too long.
I'll take, anything domestic, light, and cold.
No, I wasn't cheatin'. She
All my ladies, if you feel me
Do it, do it, whip your hair
Don't matter if it's long, short
Do it do it whip your hair
All my ladies, if you feel
This crazy shit don't feel right
My sanity trying hold tight
Argument with this dumb bitch
Got domestic written in plain sight
I'm just think bout
Hello?
Hello
Yo, how long are you gonna be still? I'm here outside
I'm just busy doing my hair
You're still doing your hair?
Just give me a few
my ear, I need to hear you.
Pull your hair, we don’t care,
We got the neighbors, too scared.
I swear that is getting kinda’ of funny up in here,
His hair, wack, his gear, wack
His jewelry, wack, his foot stance, wack
The way that he talks, wack
The way that he doesn't even like to smile,
matter if its long, short
Do it do it whip your hair (whip your hair)
All my ladies if you feel it
Come on do it do it whip your hair (whip your hair
a while
I'm a bad boy, yeah, I'ma tie her down
Pullin' on her hair when I tie her down
Who your first was, that don't matter now
That's long and gone,
'Cause he don't know
It's not for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
my hair back and forth
I whip my hair back and forth
All my ladies if you feel it
Gone and do it do it whip your hair
Don't matter if it's long
matter if its long, short
Do it do it whip your hair (whip your hair)
All my ladies if you feel it
Come on do it do it whip your hair (whip your hair
And Everybody in the Ultra 85
Goddamn it feel good to be alive
And all these bitches that I passed up
Couldn't fuck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up
this better, but we're not
Yes we will we're just looking for something
Inside us to kill we can make this better
Before long, boil the bones
A little
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
and brown.
I saw a girl, she could have been my sister,
Except her hair was long and in her face,
She explained this was a demonstration,
Against the war
She was the flyest thing on the block
Long hair to the socks
When she walked by man everything stopped
The hustlers watched, they tore shots her way
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
for lack for bread.
Like The Gratetful Dead.
Darlin'.
Give me a head with Hair.
Long beautiful Hair.
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen.
Give
right there
Before the sex pop off, she rub my back, rub my back
Shawty, rub my back
She never gone for long, she be right back, be right back
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give
not for lack of bread
Like the Grateful Dead, darling
Gimme a head with hair
Long, beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen waxen
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me
for lack of bread, like the Grateful Dead
Darlin', give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me
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