Nappy Roots - Blowin´ Trees lyrics

Yes sir...
Nappy Roots...
Well.. I´ve got to go..
Aww.. alright..

[R. Prophit]
I find myself up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, when I leave I cry within
It is lonesome here, candy pain´ted oh so clear
Represent the slums, Nappy through most of the yeahr (Nappy Roots!)
Shouts out to Aaliyah, live the life & very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God pray witcha
It is all on us, Nappy Boys ´In God We Trust´
Regardless what, this ya boy R. Prophit whassup?!

[Hook: Big V]
Nappy head & all, is the life for me
Grab my yeah & we blowin trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head & all, is the life for me
Grab my yeah & we blowin trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me

[Ron Clutch]
I love my applecorn home, gave my favorite brush away
Went from baldheaded to all-dreaded, to just enough to braid
It could be my lucky day, Nappy shirted up the shades
Think I am frontin, I am cuttin somethin.. with my trucks & blades

[Scales]
Let that man speak, step up - grab all my meat
Greet you with my balls & my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this landscape
Awake, to a plate - of a homemade pancake
Used to picture myself at the NFL Draft
I just couldn´t remove the lens cap
but I still kept my mouthpiece & my chinstrap

[Ron Clutch]
I dread it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch black

[Big V talking]
Being average is ok, being different is alright
Long as you stay in your means
Then you know you keepin it real with yo´self
And that is Nappy right there...

[Hook]

[B. Suntile]
I am in the ´81 ´Lac Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin it like it is a Benz
Clamp somethin like a (?) (Puff somethin like a pimp)
I am cuttin corners most players won´t attempt

[Skinny DeVille]
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that is fa sure
Nappy going to be alright, through ups & downs & back & fer´
What the hell ya talkin bout? How much it cost to floss & ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country until we fall

[B. Suntile]
Playa we in (Nappy!) enter this biz
My love´s in the slums & the people that is near
They love me dawg, do anything for me dawg
Make a livin outta whattchu call ugly dawg!

[Skinny DeVille]
With nothin left to lose, we get it in,
but Nappy Roots done paid the dues
Hustlin, backwards-ass nigga this one here is for you
You in the way, get out the game
We comin through, with shit to prove
Aint nan thing you can tell me ´fore observin what we bout to do

[Hook]

*music fades out*

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