And they wonder why we act this way, Nappy Roots gon' be okay, okay We came in the game, plain ya see Average man when the rest was ashamed to be Nappy head and
the county line with Mary Jane A long time, a gravel road to cash and fame and sold my soul To Hell and back and back and forth with same jeans and nappy
's fuckin' with that? What's fuckin' wit that? Every Chevy on dubs, what's fuckin' wit that? Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's fuckin' wit that? Nappy Roots
it up and chop it when it's finished We gon' drop it when it's finished, for some dollars and some pennies Like a dime relentless, nappy niggaz all about
, and not enough answers Life's a bitch, you take your chances Too many questions, and not enough answers Life's a bitch, you take your chances Too many questions, and
with hustlers take anything and make work We catch ya slippin' we just might get up and truck and take yours These parts are packed with pimps And the
. prophit whassup? Nappy head and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' trees This is the life God chose for me, chose for me Nappy head and
where you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest I said you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest And I ain't playin' witcha'll
frog Question, is it wet enough? Lemme check it She gettin' spun like this Nappy Root record, disrespect it Slide on up and tap her shoulder Get in her mind and
gon' do it that fast And don't do it if ya gon' do it half-assed Well, since then I been an over-achiever Smoker and drinker, only I would opened my blinkers And
I-65, Nappy an' company Vertical grills on the Cadillac, we so real Skinny Deville, return like a bat out of Hell Hell, don't ya think Nappy Roots comin
Let my hair swing back and forth like a germ I'll nigga with sick shit, pull out this and stick it in this thick chick Baby Mama drama, child support
of Colt, 75 to the crossroads 'Lac bone, filled to the gills on a gravel road How to roll, X and a O make a heavy load Nappy on the track, make ya back