Cantu

LETRA

Cantu

[Chorus]
I got my head hangin’ out the fuckin’ window
I got my head hangin’ out the fuckin’ window
I keep my speakers ringin’ on me like my cellphone
I got my dreads, bussin’ bussin’

‘Cause I might wanna let my hair down
Yeah, bitch I let my hair down
Yeah, I got them dreads swingin’ ’round
Yeah, ’cause bitch I let my hair down (yeah yeah)
I got ’em bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (hey)

[Verse 1]
White girl wanna touch it (yeah)
I told her please don’t touch me (no)
Said, “Who the f*** is your stylist?” (huh)
I told that bitch, “My cousin” (yuh)
Wrist out, picked out, Cantu in my hair (hey)

Louis V live her (yuh), I’m Gucci down (brr! brr!)
Atlanta for a week, gonna start a bumpin’ Gunna (yah)
Follies for the freaks, spent some racks because I wanna (hey)
Solange said, “Don’t touch my hair, lil’ nigga” (oh no)
So I’m just here to pass the word lil’ ni*** (yuh)

[Chorus]
I got my head hanging out the fuckin’ window (hey)
I got my head hanging out the fuckin’ window (that’s right)
I keep my speakers ringin’ on me like my cellphone (she)
I got my dreads, bussin’ bussin’

‘Cause I might wanna let my hair down
Yeah, bitch I let my hair down (down)
Yeah, I got them dreads swingin’ ’round (swingin’ ’round, swingin’ ’round)
Yeah, ’cause bitch I let my hair down (yeah)
I got ’em bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’

[Verse 2]
It’s me, young Aminé
I pop off when you see me
No hiccups for my niggas, pass the mula like a relay (yeah)
I’m in this motherfuc*** with my hair down low
And that Becky wanna touch me

‘Cause she wanna come home (yeah)
Bitch I’m in my motherfuckin’ bag, ho (in my bag)
Don’t ask me just to pet me because you can’t, ho
Dreadlock rocker with a certified bopper (true)
Jenny, Becky, and Samantha wanna touch me ’cause I’m handsome

[Chorus]
I got my head hanging out the fuckin’ window (hey)
I got my head hanging out the fuckin’ window (that’s right)
I keep my speakers ringing on me like my cellphone (she)
I got my dreads, bussin’ bussin’

‘Cause I might wanna let my hair down (down)
Yeah, bitch I let my hair down (down)
Yeah, I got them dreads swingin’ ’round (swingin’ ’round, swingin’ ’round)
Yeah, ’cause bitch I let my hair down (yeah)
I got ’em bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’

[Outro: Rickey Thompson]
Who has nice hair? Me
Who can touch my hair? Not you
Did you think this was a petting zoo?

Do I look like somebody’s dog?
Do I look like somebody’s cow?
Do I look like somebody’s lamb? No!
Sit down!