stuff off the horse And added to your dimension To fool a lot of brothers out there Chorus: x2 Bald-headed girl Bald-headed girl Bald-headed girl For me Verse one: There are nine million
spoken true zonin out in the vocal booth How I do that Found new raps with tight blonde streaks in the middle Or die blue black Q grill write the ill
Dis is for my hood chicks, model chicks, stripper girls holla 4 me Lift up ya ronzay, stronjay Mami show me (Strange' - From Movie Boomer-Rang) Natural braids, weaves, and blonde
three times her size With a plie and a releve, her dreams were realized She said, "But I thought Clara was a blonde" She said, "But I thought Clara was a blonde
chunk with his cheese in the cash They're all gonna be there at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee, ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar
was Amanda with pretty eyes of green And hair of blonde, strawberry blonde Springtime and dandelions And summer 'round the corner Was at the tail end of age nine With a million
I brought the whole hood with me Penelope Ann Cruz couldn't snooze With her 'Eyes Wide Shut', before I asked to hit her gut If you brunette, 'Legally Blonde
they hearin' it Believe they fearin' it but lovin' it though I hate the game, fuck the fame but I'm lovin' the dough You couldn't tell me in a million
myles goodwyn) Published by hello holly music/keppel music publishing/frankly blond music/socan - bmi Sometimes it feels like you're a million miles
It was too damn daunting, you were too great I won a whole lot of Bob Dylan imitation contests, though, huh Yeah, times were a changin', you brought it all home 'Blonde On Blonde
know your kind of girl You only care about one thing Who you've seen or where you've been Who's got money I see that look in your eyes It tells a million
neck, drivin me beserk, im tired of using plastic silverwear tired of workin at buildin square, tired of not being a millionare, but if i had a million
it Last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million
I have it These rhymes are fourteen karat, solid gold Rappers step to me, you get your wallet stole (Times Square) In Times Square, I got blonde hair
Well, you got the eyes and you got the lips With your long blond hair and your wild young hips You look like a million, including tips Well, I'm a busy
lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake
d look better as a blonde" I remember when you were hopeful And you never thought your life would be lived inside a coffin With a moral sacrifice and a million
valentine I?m gonna ride this thing until the wheels fall off 'Coz girls like me We always get what we want Yeah, yeah, yeah Diamond hard promises and million