| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t tell I’m high, you can’t tell I’m high
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t tell I’m high, you can’t tell I’m high
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| I got my locs on, welcome to the cherry dome
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| I got them carrots on givin' off them faromones
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| Women love it when they see me on that motocycle
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| Niggas hate it 'cause they know makin' more than Michael
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| Been ballin' since the word ballin' played out
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| They brought it back to describe me in that mayback
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| Me and Jezzy Jezzy rollin' wit our locs on
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| Smokin' somthin', good fuckin' up the ozone
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t tell I’m high, you can’t tell I’m high
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| Brand new socks ran me a buck fidy
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| It must of set u back naw baby, not really
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| Shut your ls ya the choppers just silly
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| When it bustin' at your ass mean it laughin' at you really
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| I got my locs on dickis on, keep the workin' niggas on
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| Keep the cash at Vicky’s home, yeah, she keep them dickis on
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| Keep my locs on, I see you hatin' mothfuckers
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| Keep my locs on u know they match my black trucka
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t tell I’m high, you can’t tell I’m high
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| I got my locs on 'cause my eyes are burgeny
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| And when I get home I don’t want the 3rd degree
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| The 3rd to be urgen me, these niggas want to murbed me
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| They scared of the consequences comin' from my defenses
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| It ain’t that expensive, have your ass hopin' fences
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| Lucky mothafucka missed your ass by some inches
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| Next time understand what you fuckin' with is legendary status
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| Sittin' behind these glasses nigga
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| You can’t see my eyes
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| I got my locs on, I got my locs on
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| You can’t tell I’m high, you can’t tell I’m high |