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Yes sir
Nappy
I gotta go
Aww

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

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

I love my apple corn home, gave my favorite brush
Went from headed to all-dreaded, to just enough to braid
It be my lucky day, nappy shirted up the shades
Think I'm frontin', I'm cuttin' somethin' with my trucks and

Let that man speak, step up grab all my
Greet you with my and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price landscape
Awake, to a plate of a pancake
to picture myself at the NFL draft
I just remove the lens cap
But I still my mouthpiece and my chinstrap
I it all for a pimp hat
Big hog, new rag-top, pitch black

Being average is okay, being different is
Long as you stay in your
Then you know you keepin' it real with
And that's nappy there

Nappy 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
my yea and we blowin' trees
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 it's a Benz
Clamp somethin' like a
(Puff somethin' a pimp)
I'm cuttin' corners most players won't
Skinny type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it to floss 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 that's
They love me dang, do for me dang
Make a livin' outta whattchu call ugly
nothin' left to lose, we get it in
But nappy done paid the dues
Hustlin', backwards-ass nigga one here's for you
You in the way, get out the
We comin' through, with shit to
Ain't nan thing you can me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we trees
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