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just cause i got locks - tanya morgan lyrics

[intro]
people are tripping
just cause i got locks, n-gg-s running up on me
asking me, i got weed? and
think i’m rasta and stuff
you stereotype too much, f-ck that

[hook]
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m a rasta
just cause i got locks, i don’t got no marijuana
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m jamaican
i’m just here and i see, that’s all that i’m saying come on now
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m a rasta
just cause i got locks, i don’t got no marijuana
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m jamaican
i’m just here and i see, that’s all that i’m saying come on now

[verse 1]
it’s getting on my nerves, it happens every day now
and would you people put this thing up out my face now
everywhere i go, everybody want to stare
b-tch i don’t know you, get your hands out my hair come on now
some caucasian always ask me how to do this
what you saying? i gotta twist it stupid!
and black people always ask me if my hair real?
what the f-ck i look like [?] nah, chill
tell me when will the bob marley jokes end?
just cause i got locks, don’t mean that i look like him
and my grandmother thought i was my girlfriend
stop acting out, before i make your life end
come on now

[hook]
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m a rasta’
just cause i got locks, i don’t got no marijuana
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m jamaican
i’m just here and i see, that’s all that i’m saying come on now
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m a rasta’
just cause i got locks, i don’t got no marijuana
just cause i got locks, that don’t mean that i’m jamaican
i’m just here and i see, that’s all that i’m saying come on now

[verse 2]
i seduce you like medusa, my locks are snakes
i turn ’em to stone
stopped in their tracks, blow out they back then return to my throne
a lion king, mane long, stay strong, young mufasa
don’t get me wrong, i got love for the rasta’s
but the coppers choose to profile
my hair’s more than a style
more than a way to get smiles
yeah i like it, but it’s spiritual really
antenna to detect enemies
don’t like fingers in my hair, it spreads bad energy
you wild cats have those tendencies, you’re curious
but that’s easily remedied, when you see me furious
so, after the show, just show me some love
i’m not faking like i’m jamaican, and i have no drugs!

[outro]
come on people, it’s a new millennium man
people running up on me, thinking i got herb
just cause i got locks
what i’m accessorising?
what i need weed to match my locks n-gg-?
or i’m rasta’, “oh, you from jamaica?”
what is this a, a hereditary trait to have hair like this if you’re from jamaica motherf-cker?
i’m saying, you know what i’m saying
let’s just stop stereotyping people
you know, stop touching my hair girl
i don’t know you! i don’t know you!
i’m sick and tired, and tired, i’m tired, just tired
tired of homies, tired of hair too, my neck hurt like a motherf-cker
and probably now, from my horrible accent
you’re probably well aware, that i’m none of the above

- tanya morgan lyrics

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