This is a song about "Black hair"

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Your pullin on my hair

Don't you leave a seed in there

He'd rather come his hair.

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there