This is a song about "Hair plugs"

Then got high from butt plugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

All of the hair from out my head

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

U got all them drums in there

He'd rather come his hair.

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Everybody put three fingers in the air