[Verse 1:]
Locks, Brades, Twists, Dreads
Everybody Askin Me What's On My Head
All In ma Bizness, worst Then the feds,
Lemme Do me and get this bread
No Matter What's said
I Know My Hair Fly
Everybody Stare When They Walk By
Dreadlocks Fallin All Ova Me
I'm pullin mo freaks then Jodeci
They Stop What They Doin Just To Notice Me
The Center Of attention Like I'm pose'd to be
Don't be made cause ya Fade played out
Keep em' hangin out
Wanna Take His Brades out (Look At Em)
Let It Lock Up
Throw Ya Block Up
It's all Peace
So Put Ya Glocc Up
It's Big MURS and Rick Rick
Everybody Watch When I Fall Through Tha Spot
[Chorus:]
Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me(and if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me (and if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)
I got...
[Verse 2:]
Now People Try to Tell meThat I'm Being Rebilious
My Hair To Wild, and I'm over zelous
But Bob Marley Had em, he doper than Elvis
NFL Players got em under they Helmets
Celebratin In Tha Airzone
Some People Tell Me If give you powers like Zeus
You Say they ugly, but cha girl say they handsome
Ask Ma Man Pacman Joes In Atlanta
College Graduates Goin' Down To The Banners
You Could speak proper or that country grammer (rite thur)
You could have none or you can have just one
But Evrybody know Dreads Have Mo Fun
Mac Dre had em
Ya boy Sway got em
You cood seperate
Or Twist em down to the bottom
Or let em go crazy; Like I got mine
Some People Got a hundred, I got about nine
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3:]
Jesus Christ had...
Bob Marley had...
It may be a style, but it's not a fad
It's my hair, tis the way that I wear it is
Jus like ma Great, Great Grandparents did
They used to tell us kids
That it was Shameful
How you tell a lie, not to let his Mane grow
Asians, Jamicans, even the Anglos
All Get Irony for lettin it Tangle
They it's strange so you won't except it
Groups And c**ture, You will respect it
Pick up a book, learn about Selasci
You Gotta Smoke weed to read Marcus Carvey
It's rock a far ride
And we ain't all high
Jus tyrna uplift
For' we all die
It's nothin to hide
You wear em with pride
And if you got em, then you gotta swing side to side. C'mon
[CHORUS]
(Man it's not a hairstyle man, it's a movement man, it's about havin fun, bein riteous, peace and love, And I don't care what anybody else say, real real talk!)
(And if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)...
Locks, Brades, Twists, Dreads
Everybody Askin Me What's On My Head
All In ma Bizness, worst Then the feds,
Lemme Do me and get this bread
No Matter What's said
I Know My Hair Fly
Everybody Stare When They Walk By
Dreadlocks Fallin All Ova Me
I'm pullin mo freaks then Jodeci
They Stop What They Doin Just To Notice Me
The Center Of attention Like I'm pose'd to be
Don't be made cause ya Fade played out
Keep em' hangin out
Wanna Take His Brades out (Look At Em)
Let It Lock Up
Throw Ya Block Up
It's all Peace
So Put Ya Glocc Up
It's Big MURS and Rick Rick
Everybody Watch When I Fall Through Tha Spot
[Chorus:]
Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me(and if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me
I got; Dredlocks Falling All Over Me (and if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)
I got...
[Verse 2:]
Now People Try to Tell meThat I'm Being Rebilious
My Hair To Wild, and I'm over zelous
But Bob Marley Had em, he doper than Elvis
NFL Players got em under they Helmets
Celebratin In Tha Airzone
Some People Tell Me If give you powers like Zeus
You Say they ugly, but cha girl say they handsome
Ask Ma Man Pacman Joes In Atlanta
College Graduates Goin' Down To The Banners
You Could speak proper or that country grammer (rite thur)
You could have none or you can have just one
But Evrybody know Dreads Have Mo Fun
Mac Dre had em
Ya boy Sway got em
You cood seperate
Or Twist em down to the bottom
Or let em go crazy; Like I got mine
Some People Got a hundred, I got about nine
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3:]
Jesus Christ had...
Bob Marley had...
It may be a style, but it's not a fad
It's my hair, tis the way that I wear it is
Jus like ma Great, Great Grandparents did
They used to tell us kids
That it was Shameful
How you tell a lie, not to let his Mane grow
Asians, Jamicans, even the Anglos
All Get Irony for lettin it Tangle
They it's strange so you won't except it
Groups And c**ture, You will respect it
Pick up a book, learn about Selasci
You Gotta Smoke weed to read Marcus Carvey
It's rock a far ride
And we ain't all high
Jus tyrna uplift
For' we all die
It's nothin to hide
You wear em with pride
And if you got em, then you gotta swing side to side. C'mon
[CHORUS]
(Man it's not a hairstyle man, it's a movement man, it's about havin fun, bein riteous, peace and love, And I don't care what anybody else say, real real talk!)
(And if you got em, then you gotta swing em side to side)...