Twist My Hair (feat. Deau Eyes) - McKinley Dixon

Don't touch my hair When it's the feelings I wear Don't touch my soul When it's the rhythm I know Don't touch my crown They say the vision I've found Don't touch what's there When it's the feelings I wear They don't understand What it means to me Where we chose to go Where we've been to know They don't understand What it means to me Where we chose to go Where we've been to know You know, this hair is my shit Rode the ride, I gave it time But this here is mine You know, this hair is my shit Rode the ride, I gave it time But this here is mine What you say? Oh What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? Don't touch my pride They say the glory's all mine Don't test my mouth They say the truth is my sound They don't understand What it means to me Where we chose to go Where we've been to know They don't understand What it means to me Where we chose to go Where we've been to know You know, this hair is my shit Rode the ride, I gave it time But this here is mine You know, this hair is my shit Rode the ride, I gave it time But this here is mine What you say? Oh What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? (To me) What you say to me? (To me) What you say to me? (To me) What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me? What you say to me?

Brown eyes, brown hair Yeah, that sunlight, that glare But she seems insecure in all the photos She hides inside Her emotions aside So, she can seem okay Can't have her friends know But way deep down she's a lost soul-searching Small town girl, never know she's hurting She just wants to be herself But sometimes it's alright to Fake it 'til you make it Just don't let that be your saving Sometimes when your life seems Lost with no direction It's okay to not accept it Sometimes you're not fine And there's nothing that you can do about it (do about it) But sometimes when you feel so defeated Just get back up on your feet and try again And she stays outside Thoughts keep filling her mind that She might fail again if she tries to let go And she goes to cry when there's no one beside her 'Cause no one really knows the things she goes through 'Cause way deep down she's a lost soul-searching Small town girl, never know she's hurting She just wants to be herself But sometimes it's alright to Fake it 'til you make it Just don't let that be your saving Sometimes when your life seems Lost with no direction It's okay to not accept it Sometimes you're not fine And there's nothing that you can do about it (do about it) But sometimes when you feel so defeated Just get back up on your feet and try again (try again) When you feel so defeated Try again (try again, try again) When you feel so defeated Try again

Uh... hello? I dot all my Is with pink hearts Filled up a notebook with names from the past Look up at the sky and all I see is stars One more movie to play in my head to make the time pass And I get stuck in my head Where everything's perfect all the time Talking to my reflection all alone what a loser and so I Walk past your window and flutter my eyes But you don't see me so I just sigh *Sigh* Call me, lover I'm a sucker I always stutter 'Cause I'm a sucker Sucker Call me, lover 'Cause I am a, oh I'm a sucker Dinner for two at the restaurant But I'm all by myself so I eat the whole lot And they all look confused while I talk to your chair And a sip of your wine and I'm losing my head I get stuck in my head Where everything's perfect all the time Talking to my reflection all alone what a loser and so I Walk past your window and flutter my eyes But you don't see me so I just sigh *Sigh* Call me, lover I'm a sucker I always stutter 'Cause I'm a sucker Sucker Call me, lover 'Cause I am a, oh I'm a You stare straight right through my head so I should focus on myself You stare straight right through my (Call me a lover but I'm just a sucker, yeah I always stutter 'cause I'm just a sucker, oh) I should focus on myself (Call me a lover but I'm just a sucker, yeahI always stutter 'cause I'm just a sucker, oh) Walk past your window and flutter my eyes But you don't! Oh! Call me, lover I'm a sucker I always s-s-stutter 'Cause I'm a sucker (I'm a sucker) Sucker Call me, lover 'Cause I am a, oh I'm a, oh I'm a (sucker) Sucker Sucker Call me, lover 'Cause I am a, oh I'm a sucker

I said are you ready Uh, Yeah, hey Come on, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Let's do it Are you ready Whoa-whoa-yeah Whoa-whoa-yeah All my ladies Lets do it Come on I know the girls inside there wanna get on with the ladies, But there are always fellas there to stir and make you crazy, They try to get you flaky Can't find no buts no maybes, You think that girl's a traitor, But that man's the instigator Turning up with your jewellery on, Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Why do you think that every girl out theres your enemy, You're looking at her with the green eyed filled with jealousy It's not the way its supposed to be, So c'mon ladies dance with me, And I'll tell ya, No, n-n-n-n-n-no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO Turing up with your jewellery on (Oh yeah) Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Whoa Mmm Feel the rhythm in your body, Gotta lose control, All the ladies get together, We'll be on a roll, Feel it in your soul, If you wanna get on down, Then its time to look around, We're all the same, Yeah You gotta think about it, You're beating up yourself (Yeah yeah yeah) Turing up with your jewellery on Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Turing up with your jewellery on Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa-whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Want some of that cushy stuff (Whoa Whoa Ooh) Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Whoa-Whoa-Yeah One of them better sing this song