Текст песни It's My Hair

Gotta clean, gotta shine Gotta weep, gotta whine Got a good piece of ass Down on Sunset and Vine You gotta come on me bitch And stop all this Fuckin’ around, and you gotta somehow Please stop before you let go and become loose Like how you are from my hand And I just hope you’re real good 'Cause you gotta take care Don’t you ever dare fare And take good care – a real good air And lay ‘em bare there without a stare A stare from anywhere 'Cause it’s my hair It’s my hair, it’s my hair and I’ll do what I want