Lyrics:
This is a special shot, going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles.
Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen;
Press and curl, hot curlers,
Life is awesome, I confess
What I do, I do best
You got nothing, I got tested
And I'm best, yes
Lay me down tonight in my linen and curls
Lay me
They looked at her this way every since she was a girl
Mr. Feathers, Mr. Feathers
The echo in every smile that would curl into a leer, oh my dear!
girl
With her cast iron curls
Her aluminum dimples
Cause she's so simple to love
Now she's probably in Dallas, maybe down in old Cowtown
I've
a filly who is ready for the race
When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curls
I float as the clouds on air do
I enjoy being a girl
Cunta Kintae
So will you dip with me baby girl
On a trip around the world while I play with your curls
Play with your titty nipples will that make
or John or Billy
Like a filly who is ready for the race
When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curls
I float as the clouds on air do
on the world
Could you stand a little closer, girl
Don't let mama cut those curls
That's my window on the world
In broad daylight that circus tent
Pulled
Old dogs sleeping at your feet,
I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves,
I'm for questions, I'm for freedom,
Celebrating every season,
For
What a fate for little girls
British boys' minds in a whirl
Tell you things that'll make your curls
Straighten out
Straighten out
Straighten out
two white girls, think I oughta have a curl in return of the mack, my nigga
It's the return of the 'Lac
Riding on so many horses they think I'm
the sunset kinda, yeah, yeah
Rollin' eyes back in my head, make my toes curl, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you got that yummy, yum
That yummy, yum
That yummy, yummy
from, hungry ass niggas better get you some
Smart ass niggas play dumb
Y'all can't fuck with the city I run
If I snap my fingers, better curl up just
fill it, curl it, find it
View it, curl it, jam - unlock it
Surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it
Name it,
Curl into a ball like you have more fun
Well that would make it faster
Why do you do it do you do it do you act like you?
Why do you do it do you
breaks
I curl right back into the sound
I take one breath and spiral down
And you, not watching the road
Or watching the flood stage rise
And we are
stay right here for the sequel
Fire in your dark world
Run run run
Talk about my black curls
Bite your tongue
Somebody say
"I want to be here"
After many hours
?higher?
--nated fixture
Whatever bells toll
Curls up inside
Curls up inside
Curls up inside
After closing nightfall
Burn
fat ones
Tall ones, skinny ones
White ones, black ones, red ones
Boys with curls we like a lot
And boys with braids are really hot
Boys that
of worms, you opened it (true)
Still hittin' old girl (girl), still make her toes curl (curl)
Killa Cam and Cole World, y'all niggas ready? (Yes)
You like it when I slide my hands all through your curls (curls)
But I know, I know, I know (I know, I know)
It's time that you go and I can't
inside
You're the only one
Makes me feel alive
You're the only one
Makes me wanna go home and curl up and die
Curl up and die
There was a time
When there
You're so divine
I'm not ever alone, you're not ever alone
I'm head over heels, goddess of mine
Your curls touching my face and now I can fly
You
like that
And they ask how I get like that
How you make the v.I.p list like that
How you get yo hair to curl and twist like that
Now they askin'
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