Lyrics I Got My Locs On - Ice Cube , Jeezy
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes,
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes,
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
I
got
my
locs
on,
welcome
to
the
terrordome
I
got
them
carrots
on
givin
off
them
pheromones
Women
love
it
when
they
see
me
on
that
motorcycle
Niggas
hate
it
cuz
they
know
I'm
makin
more
than
Michael
Been
ballin
since
the
word
ballin
played
out
They
brought
it
back
to
describe
me
in
that
maybach
Me
and
Jeezy
Jeezy
rollin
with
our
locs
on
Smokin
somethin
good
fuckin
up
the
ozone
I
got
my
locs
on
(Yeah),
I
got
my
locs
on
(uh)
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(no),
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(no)
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
(I'm
so
high)
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes,
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
Brand
new
Versaces
ran
me
a
buck
50
(They
must
have
set
you
back)
naw,
baby,
not
really
Switchin
lanes
yes
yea
the
chopper's
just
silly
When
it's
bustin
at
your
ass
we
just
laughin
at
ya
really
I
got
my
locs
on,
dickies
on,
keep
the
workin
niggas
on
Keep
the
cashmere
vickis
on,
yea,
she
keep
them
vickis
on
Keep
my
locs
on,
see
you
hatin
motherfuckers
Keep
my
locs
on,
you
know
they
match
my
bag
suckas
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes,
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
(I'm
so
high)
I
got
my
locs
on
(I'm
so
high),
I
got
my
locs
on
(I'm
so
high)
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(I'm
so
high),
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
I
got
my
locs
on
cuz
my
eyes
are
burgundy
And
when
I
get
home
I
don't
want
the
third
degree
The
verdict
be
urgently
these
niggas
wanna
murder
me
They
scared
of
the
consequences
comin
from
my
defenses
It
ain't
that
expensive
have
your
ass
hoppin
fences
Lucky
motherfucker
missed
your
ass
by
some
inches
Next
time
understand,
what
you
fuckin'
with,
it's
legendary
status
Sittin
behind
these
glasses,
nigga
I
got
my
locs
on
(Yeah),
I
got
my
locs
on
(uh)
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(no),
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(no)
I
got
my
locs
on
(Yeah),
I
got
my
locs
on
(Yeah)
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
(haha),
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
(I'm
so
high)
I
got
my
locs
on
(I'm
so
high),
I
got
my
locs
on
(I'm
so
high)
And
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(I'm
so
high),
and
you
can't
see
my
eyes
(no)
I
got
my
locs
on,
I
got
my
locs
on
And
you
can't
tell
I'm
high,
and
you
can't
tell
I'm
high
1 What Is A Pyroclastic Flow?
2 I Got My Locs On
3 It Takes A Nation - Radio Edit
4 Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It
5 Hood Mentality
6 Why Me?
7 Cold Places
8 Jack N The Box
9 Do Ya Thang
10 Thank God
11 Here He Come
12 Get Money, Spend Money, No Money
13 Get Use To It
14 Tomorrow
15 Stand Tall
16 Take Me Away
17 Believe It or Not
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