Let Your Hair Up

Baby let your hair up and ride with the speakers

Cause girl you’re so fine you get a rise out the preachers

My pen got soul like supplies for them teachers

Tell the world act right they got eyes have they seen ya

Cause girl them tan lines is just fan signs

And the collegian has gotta be a complement

Yeah you know just a ode you

When shit you birth the whole world

Girl it’s owed to you

I make amens for the men’s that was cold to you

But you kept your head high that’s what you posed to do

I applaud that

Aw snap

Floss that

Ask kenon and kel

Girl you all that

[Chorus]

Baby let your hair up

They always trynna keep you down

But me I rather see your crown

Let your hair up

They ain't trynna see your eyes

You shouldn’t even be suprised

But let your hair up

You gotta let your hair up

Wanna see you let your hair up

Baby let your hair up

(Mhm)

Yous a bad mamma jamma

On my oldies tip

Is that ass from Alaska?

You the coldest bitch

I just wanna see you laugh so I made you smile

Love the way you call the shots

You was made to dial

Tell em

Come again

Got em studdering

You the catalyst

Be like da da da da da da damn

Girl you fabulous

Just a lil compliment

While them niggas condescend

Give them that tough time

You know that count to 10

As for me

I believe in you

I would never put you down

I see the me in you

[Chorus]

Baby let your hair up

They always trynna keep you down

But me I rather see your crown

Let your hair up

They ain't trynna see your eyes

You shouldn’t even be suprised

But let your hair up

You gotta let your hair up

Wanna see you let your hair up

Baby let your hair up

Lyrics Submitted by Keonna