[Chorus]. I got my locs on [2x]. And you can't see my eyes [2x]. I got my locs on [2x]. And you can't tell I'm high [2x]. I got my locs on [2x]. And you can't see my eyes [2x]. I got my locs on [2x]. And you can't tell I'm high [2x]. [Ice Cube - Verse 1]. I got my locs on welcome to the terrordome. I got them carrots on givin off them pheromones. women love it when they see me on that motorcycle. niggas hate it cuz they know I'm makin more than Michael. been ballin since the word ballin played out. they brought it back to describe me in that maybach. me and Jeezy Jeezy rollin with our locs on. smokin somethin good fuckin up the ozone. [Chorus]. [Young Jeezy - Verse 2]. brand new Versaces ran me a buck 50. (they must have set you back) naw baby not really. switchin lanes yes yea the chopper's just silly. when it's bustin at your ass we just laughin at ya really. I got my locs on dickies on keep the workin niggas on. keep the cashmere vickis on yea she keep them vickis on. keep my locs on see you hatin motherfuckers. keep my locs on you know they match my bag suckas. [Chorus]. [Verse 3]. I got my locs on cuz my eyes are burgundy. and when I get home I don't want the third degree. the verdict be urgently these niggas wanna murder me. they scared of the consequences comin from my defenses. it ain't that expensive have your ass hoppin fences. lucky motherfucker missed your ass by some inches. next time understand what you fuckin' with it's legendary status. sittin behind these glasses nigga. [Chorus]