I mean me is there, but it's like three there
Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair
Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair
She's got me love stoned from everywhere
Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.
A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there
Says money in the air
He'd rather come his hair.
So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,
I'm just sellin' my thoughts there
No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share
Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair
You feel it from your head to your toes
Lame hair that i gotta oppose.
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