All my life been po' but it really don't matter no mo' And they wonder why we act this way, Nappy Boys gon' be okay All my life been po' but it really
Is the south side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the north side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the east side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Music, music, music The blowin' of the wind If you ever think about it you walk in the rhythm The flap of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast Your
It was a ho-down, another ho-down It was a ho-down, another ho-down Walked into the club and farted Damn! Look at shawty off in the cut actin' naughty
Your daughter was a nice girl now she's a slut A queen treatin' niggas just like King Tut Gobbin' up nuts sorta like a hummingbird Suckin' up the Lench
I like that, Saadiq you a fool man Come out to the west coast more often Aww it sounds good, ooh What was you talkin' about? Yeah I got to leave here
Yo Alright It's that new Wooden Leather Yo, well it's a new day, full of them grits You cooked the Sunday meal at six Lets get it while this gettin'
Yooooo I said yooooo For all them industry haters that said we couldn't do it This for my country thug street yeagas You know we gon' Smoke good, drink
Holiday Holiday One of them is fat and loud Second one is black and proud Third one's drunk and wild Fourth one slip and slide One of them is just shy
What is it you tryna hide Them jeans so tight you know ain't nothin' The way workin' 'em be hurtin' 'em You better watch it girl, you know I got you girl
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by I'm sick and tired of not livin' right I'm sick and tired of bein' sick
Niggaz was goin' crazy with me, it was our first video, nigga You know we was gone' come back to the country road I don't know, yea, y'all, y'all ready
Wise words bein' spoke, huh, y'all know what it is Nap, Nappy Roots, can I start this one off? Okay Each day I listen what the streets say, like a DJ
[R. Prophet] Welcome [Chorus 4x - Nappy Roots] WarPeace, c'mon Nappy LoveLust, now say it, Roots [R. Prophet] I got a telegram from a pelican Said in
Yeah Country boys, nappy roots Lil' John, king of crunk Y'all know this was comin' Damn playa, here we go Whatcha gonna do when we pull up in your city
These walls are closin' in How long am I supposed to grin? I've lost my will to win Forgive my sin These walls are closin' in How long am I supposed to
