Lyrics

[Intro] People are tripping Just cause I got locks, niggas running up on me Asking me, I got weed? and Think I'm Rasta and stuff You stereotype too much, fuck that [HOOK] Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now [Verse 1] It's getting on my nerves, it happens every day now And would you people put this thing up out my face now Everywhere I go, everybody want to stare Bitch I don't know you, get your hands out my hair Come on now Some Caucasian always ask me how to do this What you saying? I gotta twist it stupid! And black people always ask me if my hair real? What the fuck I look like [?] nah, chill Tell me when will the Bob Marley jokes end? Just cause I got locks, don't mean that I look like him And my Grandmother thought I was my girlfriend Stop acting out, before I make your life end Come on now [HOOK] Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta' Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta' Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now [Verse 2] I seduce you like Medusa, my locks are snakes I turn 'em to stone Stopped in their tracks, blow out they back then return to my throne A lion king, mane long, stay strong, young Mufasa Don't get me wrong, I got love for the Rasta's But the Coppers choose to profile My hair's more than a style More than a way to get smiles Yeah I like it, but it's spiritual really Antenna to detect enemies Don't like fingers in my hair, it spreads bad energy You wild cats have those tendencies, you're curious But that's easily remedied, when you see me furious So, after the show, just show me some love I'm not faking like I'm Jamaican, and I have no drugs! [HOOK] Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta' Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm a Rasta' Just cause I got locks, I don't got no marijuana Just cause I got locks, that don't mean that I'm Jamaican I'm just here and I see, that's all that I'm saying Come on now [Outro] Come on people, it's a new millennium man People running up on me, thinking I got herb Just cause I got locks What I'm accessorising? What I need weed to match my locks nigga? Or I'm Rasta', "Oh, you from Jamaica?" What is this a, a hereditary trait to have hair like this if you're from Jamaica motherfucker? I'm saying, you know what I'm saying Let's just stop stereotyping people You know, stop touching my hair girl I don't know you! I don't know you! I'm sick and tired, and tired, I'm tired, just tired Tired of homies, tired of hair too, my neck hurt like a motherfucker And probably now, from my horrible accent You're probably well aware, that I'm none of the above