This is a song about "Straight hair"

And got her room number, you can find me there

Look what i got here, color black is my hair

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

No, no, we are not those

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

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

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

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