Dayaam, look at baby's hair over there and shit
Damn big 1970's Jackson's afro and shit
Damn motherfuckers, always bein' like that
Apply three drips, rub softly with your fingertips
And even though you flipped, don't trip 'cause now you're hip
And now you slick it, you grease it and you lick it
And you're lookin' really wicked but your hair is now called good
You moisturize and texturize and relaxize and civilize it
But yo, I got a 'fro, so a bro's misunderstood
Kitchen in the back, give me dap, I got a knapsack
Knick knack Patty's whack 'cause in her mind it's firm
That straight is in and out is black
'Cause black went out with tenement shacks
But beauty is a natural fact so I say, "Fuck a perm"