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Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

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

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

I love my apple corn home, gave my favorite brush
from bald 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' my trucks and blades

Let man speak, step up grab all my meat
Greet you with my and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this
Awake, to a plate of a homemade
Used to picture myself at the NFL
I couldn't remove the lens cap
But I still kept my and my chinstrap
I dread it all for a hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, black

Being average is okay, being different is
as you stay in your means
Then you know you it real 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 God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the 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 Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin' it it's a Benz
Clamp like a pimp
(Puff somethin' 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
the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country till we

Playa we in this biz
(Nappy!)
My love is in the slums and the that's near
love 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 paid the
Hustlin', backwards-ass this one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We through, with shit to prove
Ain't nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' what we to do

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