Performer NAPPY ROOTS

Life’s A Bitch – Nappy Roots

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 Scales mayne? I’m-I’m unsure mayne

Headz Up – Nappy Roots

Where yo’ head at? Shawty, where yo’ head at? Show me where yo’ head at Shawty, where yo’ head at? (that’s all I know) Y’all ain’t

One Forty – Nappy Roots

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

Ballin’ On A Budget – Nappy Roots

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, chicken

Country Boyz – Nappy Roots

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 –

Slums – Nappy Roots

“;Please baby, please don’t leave”; We rappers in the slums.. alright.. Let’s get this motherfucker crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad Ya pops was always gone but that

Ho Down – Nappy Roots

It was a ho-down… Another ho-down… It was a ho-down… Another ho-down… Walked into the club and farted Damn! Look at shawty – off in the cut

Po’ Folks – Nappy Roots

Mmmmm, awww.. 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

Start It Over – Nappy Roots

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

Kentucky Mud – Nappy Roots

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

Blowin’ Trees – Nappy Roots

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

Awnaw – Nappy Roots

Awwnaw! 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

Sholiz – Nappy Roots

Yean know dat? Yo, I snuck a dollar out my momma purse, headed for that juice joint Twenty worth of Colt, 75 to the crossroads ‘Lac bone,

Set It Out – Nappy Roots

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

My Ride – Nappy Roots

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 cant

Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny – Nappy Roots

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,