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Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

I find up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, when I I cry within
lonesome here, candy painted oh so clear
Represent the slums, nappy through most of the
(Nappy roots!)
Shouts out to aliyah, live the life and career
On my I gotcha picture, God pray witcha
It's all on us, nappy in God we trust
Regardless what, this ya boy R. prophit

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
is the life God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God chose for me, for me, chose for me

I my apple corn home, gave my favorite brush away
Went from headed to all-dreaded, to just enough to braid
It could be my lucky day, nappy up the shades
Think I'm frontin', I'm cuttin' somethin' with my trucks and

Let that man speak, step up grab all my
Greet you with my balls and my word in every
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this
Awake, to a plate of a pancake
to picture myself at the NFL draft
I just remove the lens cap
But I still kept my mouthpiece and my
I it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch

Being is okay, being different is alright
Long as you stay in your
Then you know you keepin' it with yo'self
And that's nappy there

Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the life God chose for me, for me
head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
is the life God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

I'm in the '81 'lac Seville, but got
Limo tint, but see we it like it's a Benz
Clamp somethin' like a
(Puff somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most won't attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, ups and downs and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country we fall

Playa we in enter biz
(Nappy!)
My love is in the slums and the people near
They me dang, do anything for me dang
Make a livin' outta whattchu call dang
nothin' left to lose, we get it in
But nappy roots done the dues
Hustlin', backwards-ass nigga one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We comin' through, with shit to
nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

Nappy and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin'
This is the God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the for me
Grab my yea and we trees
This is the life God chose for me, for me, chose for me