Nappy Roots - Blowin' Trees Lyrics

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Yes sir

Nappy roots

Well I gotta go

Aww alright

I find myself up in the sky again fly-in

So sincere my dear when I leave I cry within

It's lonesome here candy painted oh so clear

Represent the slums nappy through most of the year

(Nappy roots!)

Shouts out to aliyah live the life and very career

On my wall I gotcha picture God pray witcha

It's all on us nappy boys in God we trust

Regardless what this ya boy R. 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 all is the life for me

Grab my yea and we blowin' trees

This is the life God chose for me chose for me chose for me

I love my apple corn home gave my favorite brush away

Went from bald headed to all-dreaded to just enough to braid

It could be my lucky day nappy shirted up the shades

Think I'm frontin' I'm cuttin' somethin' with my trucks and blades

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Let that man speak step up grab all my meat

Greet you with my balls and 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 and my chinstrap

I dread it all for a pimp hat

Big body hog new rag-top pitch black

Being average is okay being different is alright

Long as you stay in your means

Then you know you keepin' it real with yo'self

And that's nappy right there

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 all is the life for me

Grab my yea and we blowin' trees

This is the life God chose for me chose for me chose for me

I'm in the '81 'lac Seville but got spend

Limo tint but see we ridin' it like it's a Benz

Clamp somethin' like a pimp

(Puff somethin' like a pimp)

I'm cuttin' corners most players won't attempt

Skinny slum type betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure

Nappy gonna be alright through ups and downs and back and fer'

What the hell ya talkin' 'bout? How much it cost to floss and ball

We did it on a budget rep the country till we fall

Playa we in enter this biz

(Nappy!)

My love is in the slums and the people that's near

They love me dang do anything for me dang

Make a livin' outta whattchu call ugly dang

With nothin' left to lose we get it in

But nappy roots done paid the dues

Hustlin' backwards-ass nigga this one here's for you

You in the way get out the game

We comin' through with shit to prove

Ain't nan thing you can tell me 'fore observin' what we 'bout to do

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 all is the life for me

Grab my yea and we blowin' trees

This is the life God chose for me chose for me chose for me

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