Sampha Sisay - Don't Touch My Hair Lyrics
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Don't Touch My Hair
Don't Touch My Hair Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Don't Touch My Hair By Sampha Sisay?
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? 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? |
Who Wrote Don't Touch My Hair By Sampha Sisay?
Sampha Sisay, Solange Knowles, Jonathan Patrick Wimberly, David Andrew Sitek
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What's The Duration Of The Don't Touch My Hair By Sampha Sisay?The duration of Don't Touch My Hair is 4:17 minutes and seconds. |
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