This is a song about "Hair gel"

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

Yeah i like that long hair,

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

And never should you tear

He'd rather come his hair.

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

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