42 lyrics for "I am my hair, I am my hair"

Rasta man wheel out And know you have it there And come over here Office ease out, don’t you have no fear? Officer ease out and don’t you touch me by my hair I was yadding down the lane And I buck up in a old blue seem And he ask why my eye so red I said
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'Cause since I've come on home, Well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Won't you come on over Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over Valerie? Well sometimes I go out by myself
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Choke me, spank me, pull my hair Cinnamon with a taste of honey, it ain't funny When she walks in the room I can't help actin' a fool I know what she like, she act right She act like she ain't gon' survive the night Without my dick all up in her ass, so
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Lying on your bed, examining my head This is the part of me that hates Paybacks are a bitch, I throw the switch Somewhere the electric chair awaits Hey! this was my life Hey! this was my fate This was my life This was my fate It was just another day
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That tiny room at the beach was absolutely the perfect place for my first time. When we came together, I could feel the hairs growing on my chest. I saw my future. I saw my past. For a few minutes it was like being alive. They lived happily ever after.
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Who's that loungin' in my chair? Who's that castin' devious stares in my direction? Mama, this surely is a dream, yeah And I smell sex and candy here Hanging 'round downtown by myself And I've had so much time to sit and think about myself And there she
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Body like a back road, drivin' with my eyes closed I know every curve like the back of my hand Doin' 15 in a 30, I ain't in no hurry I'mma take it slow just as fast as I can Got a girl from the south side, got braids in her hair First time I seen her
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Hol' up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up) Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair When you do it like this, nigga, losin' ain't an option If I can f-ck
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My last piece, I swear They even iced out Jesus' hair Look at me, pathetic n**** This chain that I bought, greed, pain and fame this a heinous result Let these words be the colors I'm just paintin' my heart I'm knee deep in the game and it ain't what I
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I was shamed I'm ashamed Bell on the door ring, come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down in the chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel around my face. Barney ties me to the chair I can't see I'm really scared Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip
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