Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
They tryin to say that i don't care
And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew
The hairdresser who makes hair longer so she cant see you
Part two and it only gets more ugly,
From curb surfingwe working the industry
So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,
I'm just sellin' my thoughts there
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
Its okay she fucking ugly
Look what i got here, color black is my hair
Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair
My nigga was on his hustle i introduced him my name
I could rob a bank but you're so ugly you're not one i'd frame,
They're tryin to say that i don't care
Turtle dicks comb my hair
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