Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in the back
Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is f*cked up
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Shorty loved her hair she stay with the beautician
Weaves all kind of sew ins perms extensions
Showing her personality with different colors
Red green purple blond amongst others
She draping on these hoes
Caking on these hoes
Soon as they catch up she change it on these hoes
Never hating on these hoes elevating on these hoes
Always got her shit maintained on these hoes
Trendsetter go getter for mo' chedder
She the type to know better so she do better
Hit it from the back yeah and then I pull ya hair yeah
Used to joke if she went bald I wouldn't care yeah
Smack her in the back of the head if nothing there yeah
She looking at me crazy with that f*cking stare yeah
But its ok back to the verbal lessons
I'm in ya head like herbal essence
Do the carpet match the drapes when you red headed
Girl you still looking cute when you bed headed
She say she ain't get to trim downs there and she ain't proud about it
I said baby gimme that bush like 2000
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Out of all her styles it was something bout them curls
She knew how to work that shit rocked my world
Had ya boy hooked I would massage her head
And not only when she gave me ha
Summer love past and we go our separate ways
From time to time still think about her nowadays
Hows her hair is she rocking a natural is it dreadlocked
Who she loving on is she single is she wed-locked
I was shocked with the answer my homie told me she had cancer
Showed me a picture like that's her
She cut her hair off tryna to look like eve
Went through chemotherapy now she look like Steve
She used to wonder about what color she would dye
Now prolly thinking if she gon live or die
Life fragile like that can shatter like that
One day you dyeing ya hair the next you battle that
When you look in the mirror I hope you see what I saw
The person you become the beautiful woman you are
When she look in the mirror I hope she see what I saw
The woman she became the beautiful woman that you are
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I
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Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in the back
Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is f*cked up
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Shorty loved her hair she stay with the beautician
Weaves all kind of sew ins perms extensions
Showing her personality with different colors
Red green purple blond amongst others
She draping on these hoes
Caking on these hoes
Soon as they catch up she change it on these hoes
Never hating on these hoes elevating on these hoes
Always got her shit maintained on these hoes
Trendsetter go getter for mo' chedder
She the type to know better so she do better
Hit it from the back yeah and then I pull ya hair yeah
Used to joke if she went bald I wouldn't care yeah
Smack her in the back of the head if nothing there yeah
She looking at me crazy with that f*cking stare yeah
But its ok back to the verbal lessons
I'm in ya head like herbal essence
Do the carpet match the drapes when you red headed
Girl you still looking cute when you bed headed
She say she ain't get to trim downs there and she ain't proud about it
I said baby gimme that bush like 2000
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Out of all her styles it was something bout them curls
She knew how to work that shit rocked my world
Had ya boy hooked I would massage her head
And not only when she gave me ha
Summer love past and we go our separate ways
From time to time still think about her nowadays
Hows her hair is she rocking a natural is it dreadlocked
Who she loving on is she single is she wed-locked
I was shocked with the answer my homie told me she had cancer
Showed me a picture like that's her
She cut her hair off tryna to look like eve
Went through chemotherapy now she look like Steve
She used to wonder about what color she would dye
Now prolly thinking if she gon live or die
Life fragile like that can shatter like that
One day you dyeing ya hair the next you battle that
When you look in the mirror I hope you see what I saw
The person you become the beautiful woman you are
When she look in the mirror I hope she see what I saw
The woman she became the beautiful woman that you are
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I
Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is f*cked up
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Shorty loved her hair she stay with the beautician
Weaves all kind of sew ins perms extensions
Showing her personality with different colors
Red green purple blond amongst others
She draping on these hoes
Caking on these hoes
Soon as they catch up she change it on these hoes
Never hating on these hoes elevating on these hoes
Always got her shit maintained on these hoes
Trendsetter go getter for mo' chedder
She the type to know better so she do better
Hit it from the back yeah and then I pull ya hair yeah
Used to joke if she went bald I wouldn't care yeah
Smack her in the back of the head if nothing there yeah
She looking at me crazy with that f*cking stare yeah
But its ok back to the verbal lessons
I'm in ya head like herbal essence
Do the carpet match the drapes when you red headed
Girl you still looking cute when you bed headed
She say she ain't get to trim downs there and she ain't proud about it
I said baby gimme that bush like 2000
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I pull ya hair?
Out of all her styles it was something bout them curls
She knew how to work that shit rocked my world
Had ya boy hooked I would massage her head
And not only when she gave me ha
Summer love past and we go our separate ways
From time to time still think about her nowadays
Hows her hair is she rocking a natural is it dreadlocked
Who she loving on is she single is she wed-locked
I was shocked with the answer my homie told me she had cancer
Showed me a picture like that's her
She cut her hair off tryna to look like eve
Went through chemotherapy now she look like Steve
She used to wonder about what color she would dye
Now prolly thinking if she gon live or die
Life fragile like that can shatter like that
One day you dyeing ya hair the next you battle that
When you look in the mirror I hope you see what I saw
The person you become the beautiful woman you are
When she look in the mirror I hope she see what I saw
The woman she became the beautiful woman that you are
She got a mind full of ideas head full of hair
She love when I smack smack then she flip her hair
Even if she cut it I prolly wouldn't care
I asked her one question baby can I
Writer: Donnie Smith
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