This is a song about "Hair"

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

No medal here, i'm well aware

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Let me hear that beat, air

He'd rather come his hair.

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

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

Yeah i like that long hair,

Woah there, woah there

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

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

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there