This is a song about "Hair brush"

They get you up off your feet, brush the crap off your shoulder/

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Hey, you right there

He'd rather come his hair.

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

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

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

I got my soul straight, i brush your mouth like colgate

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Yeah i like that long hair,

Right, now you say you don't care