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, candy painted oh so Represent the slums, nappy through of the year (Nappy roots!) Shouts out to aliyah, live the and very career On my wall I gotcha picture, God witcha It's all on us, nappy boys in God we Regardless what, this ya boy R. prophit
Nappy and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we trees This is the life God for me, chose for me head and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we trees is the life God chose for me, chose 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, shirted up the shades Think I'm frontin', I'm cuttin' somethin' with my trucks and
Let that man speak, up grab all my meat Greet you with my balls and my in every handshake You straight, you worthless queer, price this landscape Awake, to a plate of a homemade Used to picture myself at the NFL I couldn't remove the lens cap But I kept my mouthpiece and my chinstrap I it all for a pimp 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 keepin' it with yo'self And that's nappy there
head and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' This is the life God chose for me, for me Nappy head and all, is the for me Grab my yea and we blowin' This is the life God chose for me, chose for me, for me
I'm in the '81 'lac Seville, but got Limo tint, but see we ridin' it like a Benz Clamp somethin' like a (Puff like a pimp) I'm cuttin' corners most won't attempt Skinny type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and downs and and fer' What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to floss and We did it on a budget, rep the till we fall
Playa we in this biz (Nappy!) My is in the slums and the people that's near They me dang, do anything for me dang a livin' outta whattchu call ugly dang With nothin' to lose, we get it in But roots done paid the dues Hustlin', backwards-ass this one here's 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' what we to do
Nappy and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' 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