This is a song about "Blonde hair girls"

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

Only thing thicker than a blonde girl, is my smoke

I’m a blonde dre, now gimme kanye’s glasses

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I show true blonde an light blue makin you look right through

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Must be a lady in tha light

With a blonde bride, tied the knot inside

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Got shows on top of shows

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid