This is a song about "Greasy hair"

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

But the water that we use will dirty your hair

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

He'd rather come his hair.

I said hey, you right there

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

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

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air