Letra de I Got My Locs On
I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't see my eyes, and you can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm highI got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't see my eyes, and you can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm highI got my locs on, welcome to the terrordome I got them carrots on, givin' off them pheromones Women love it when they see me on that motorcycle Niggas hate it 'cause they know I'm makin' more than MichaelBeen ballin' since the word ballin' played out They brought it back to describe me in that Maybach Me and Jeezy Jeezy rollin' with our locs on Smokin' somethin' good, fuckin' up the ozoneI got my locs on (yeah), I got my locs on (uh) And you can't see my eyes (no), and you can't see my eyes (no) I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm high (I'm so high)I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't see my eyes, and you can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm highBrand new Versaces ran me a buck 50 (They must have set you back) naw, baby, not really Switchin' lanes yes, yeah the chopper's just silly When it's bustin' at your ass, we just laughin' at ya reallyI got my locs on, dickies on, keep the workin' niggas on Keep the cashmere vickis on, yeah, she keep them vickis on Keep my locs on, see you hatin' motherfuckers Keep my locs on, you know they match my bag suckasI got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't see my eyes, and you can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm high (I'm so high)I got my locs on (I'm so high), I got my locs on (I'm so high) And you can't see my eyes (I'm so high), and you can't see my eyes I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm highI got my locs on 'cause my eyes are burgundy And when I get home I don't want the third degree The verdict be urgently these niggas wanna murder me They scared of the consequences comin' from my defensesIt ain't that expensive, have your ass hoppin' fences Lucky motherfucker missed your ass by some inches Next time understand what you fuckin' with, it's legendary status Sittin' behind these glasses, niggaI got my locs on (yeah), I got my locs on (uh) And you can't see my eyes (no), and you can't see my eyes (no) I got my locs on (yeah), I got my locs on (yeah) And you can't tell I'm high (haha), and you can't tell I'm high (I'm so high)I got my locs on (I'm so high), I got my locs on (I'm so high) And you can't see my eyes (I'm so high), and you can't see my eyes (no) I got my locs on, I got my locs on And you can't tell I'm high, and you can't tell I'm high