Тексты песен NAPPY ROOTS

Yeah, haha Nappy Roots Awwnaw! [Hook] Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy Y'all done up and done it Awnaw! Hell naw! Man Y'all done up and done it Ah,

Ron Clutch] I'm just a, big bang baller on a budget Dank weed, smokin like ";fuck it"; City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from Kentucky Horseshoes and rabbit paws flossin, ch

es sir... Nappy Roots... Well.. I gotta 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's lonesome here, candy pain

[Hook: All] We just some country boys - country walk, country talk Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin off We just some country boys - country walk, countr

[Skinny DeVille] I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch triple Game simple, ya here today, tomorrow ya ain't Now who

Headz Up Typed by: bootleg210@msn.com Use your head silly... [Chorus] Where yo' head at? Shawty, where yo' head at? Show me where yo' head at Shawty, where yo' head at? (that�

f/ The Barkays It was a ho-down... Another ho-down... It was a ho-down... Another ho-down... [Skinny DeVille] Walked into the club and farted Damn! Look at shawty - off in the cut actin naughty Eye

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(Little boy): Hey this is nappy roots from kentucky ..... hey yah lets show

[Chorus: Skinny] Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump, really loud Puff skunk in the back of the junk, get really live Trunk funk and the Cadillac thump, really loud Puff skunk in the back of the junk,

ife's a Bitch Typed by: bootleg210@msn.com [talking] Aye man, I wonder what's gon' happen the minute my cash get dropped You ever thought about that Skinny? Nope? Shit what about you

(SKINNY DEVILLE)feelin easy like its sunday morning steak and eggs hey livin off some big rims lookin like some blades play her like a pimp type a nigga aint me with the tint the 35 percent so ya can

[Ron Clutch] No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed Cuz I'm tryin to see, if my mind can reach The level of the game that we die to see I'm talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free S

wwww.... Mmmmm, awww.. [Chorus] 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 i

[Skinny DeVille] Smoked the bong to the bang and got crunk Shorty with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty From my song my hands, I ain't tryna be ya buddy Let a player cut somethi

Sholiz... Yean know dat? [Skinny DeVille] Yo, I snuck a dollar out my momma purse, headed for that juice joint Twenty worth of Colt, 75 to the crossroads 'Lac bone, filled to the gills on a gra

*sample is cut up* ";Please baby, please don't leave"; [R. Prophit] We rappers in the slums.. alright.. Let's get this motherfucker crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad Ya pops was

[Skinny DeVille] Fell in the dump, it's about a quarter past twelve (twelve) Skinny with the rest of Nappy comin as well (well) Any nigga and his bitch, can come for this (?) Gonna lose it short

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