Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
It's been a half a year, i say we take it there
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke
All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/
Your pullin on my hair
We both grown and i dont care
I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,
... materialize her love for one who doesn't care
Why a black nigga take ass over class
Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,
Yellow light runnin', in a fuckin' white dodge
At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch
They're tryin to say that i don't care
She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"
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