My African squeeze, under that make-up I see a queen
What you hiding for?
Under that blush, and that new weave
Girl you know that ain't you
That's them fancy magazines
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love y'all love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
My African squeeze, under that make-up I see a queen
The diamonds, the rubies, the golds
The finer things
Reminding you yo' value on every TV screen
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck?
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My African squeeze, under that make-up I see a queen
What you hiding for?
Under that blush, and that new weave
Girl you know that ain't you
That's them fancy magazines
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love y'all love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
My African squeeze, under that make-up I see a queen
The diamonds, the rubies, the golds
The finer things
Reminding you yo' value on every TV screen
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck?
What you hiding for?
Under that blush, and that new weave
Girl you know that ain't you
That's them fancy magazines
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love y'all love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
My African squeeze, under that make-up I see a queen
The diamonds, the rubies, the golds
The finer things
Reminding you yo' value on every TV screen
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love that shit it seems
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean?
Still stuck in a slave mind
Like Marley told me
Eyes stuck on our features
Thinking lesser of our dreams man
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck dat mean man?
Telling me I got good hair
Like what the f*ck?
Writer: Damon Prater
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid