Hairdresser

What a shame, what a shame

What a shame the shape my hair is in

Oh that's way too humid, today my head it ain't no friend

If I was seen out, I'd have me arrested

Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser

Hairdresser

She's hip to the fastest bob

She give a good lather job

She don't stand no messin' around

Gimme, gimme, gimme my hairdresser this town

Hairdresser

Hairdresser

Conk it up

Conk me baby

I likes a wax, I likes a straight, uh

I don't like the kind of hair you love to hate

I can dig it dread, I can dig it buzzed

I can dig a do that does the fuzz

God, my hair it looks molested

Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser

Hairdresser

Hairdresser

Hairdresser, oh yea

Yo, yo, Milano