Yes sir Nappy Well I go Aww
I find up in the sky again, fly-in So sincere, my dear, when I I cry within It's lonesome here, candy painted oh so the slums, nappy through most of the year (Nappy roots!) Shouts out to aliyah, live the and very career On my I gotcha picture, God pray witcha It's all on us, boys in God we trust Regardless what, this ya boy R. whassup?
Nappy head and all, is the for me Grab my yea and we blowin' This is the life God for me, chose for me Nappy head and all, is the for me Grab my yea and we trees This is the life God for me, chose for me, chose for me
I love my apple corn home, gave my favorite brush Went from bald headed to all-dreaded, to enough to braid It could be my day, nappy shirted up the shades I'm frontin', I'm cuttin' somethin' with my trucks and blades
Let that man speak, step up all my meat you with my balls and my word in every handshake You damn straight, you worthless queer, price landscape Awake, to a plate of a homemade Used to myself at the NFL draft I just couldn't the lens cap But I still kept my and my chinstrap I it all for a pimp hat Big body hog, new rag-top, black
average 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 my yea and we blowin' trees This is the life God for me, chose for me Nappy and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' This is the God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me
I'm in the '81 Seville, but got spend tint, but see we ridin' it like it's a Benz Clamp somethin' like a (Puff like a pimp) I'm corners most players won't attempt Skinny slum type, bottom dollar that's fa sure Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and downs and back and What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to and ball We did it on a budget, rep the till 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' whattchu call ugly dang With nothin' to lose, we get it in But nappy roots done the dues Hustlin', backwards-ass nigga this one for you You in the way, get out the We comin' through, with to prove Ain't nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' we 'bout to do
Nappy head and all, is the for me Grab my yea and we trees This is the God chose for me, chose for me Nappy and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' This is the life God for me, chose for me, chose for me