Haircut - Tadoe

Haircut Lyrics

8th grade nigga hear praise
Freshman year, a nigga try to fake it
Sophomore year had dreads here
Had to grow up and get some bread
Nigga tried be looking for the feds
Fuck nigga, fuck what you said
Bitch, Im working tryna get some bread
You a little totty, give me head
Bitch, Im in this shit, bitch, Im cashing
Bitch, I got them bands, aint no asking
Bitch, give me top, fuck your ass
Louis V, Gucci, know Im cashing
Say fuck the globe, that shit asking
Pull up, pistol packing, we attacking
Niggas say they savage, maybe trotting
Itll happen, nigga, no robbing
Pull up on your block, pistol popping

Bout how your man say he shooter
Shoot you in my doodle off the
Niggas, they aint shit, niggas losing
Yous an AK on arooba
Pull up at your home, we still gonna shoot you
Police cant save you or your mama
Niggas talking like they ready for drama
Yous a nigga with the roam
Coming hard like a nigga Osama
Just a famine, need Obama
Just know this gold aint fucking sauna
8th grade nigga hear praise
Freshman year, a nigga try to fake it
Sophomore year had dreads here
Had to grow up and get some bread
Nigga tried be looking for the feds
Fuck nigga, fuck what you said
Bitch, Im working tryna get some bread
You a little totty, give me head
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Lyrics submitted by Samantha.