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Versuri >> Nappy Roots >> Country Boyz
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[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, country
talk

Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho'
it's jumpin off

[B. Stille]

Uhhh.. this nigga no games (games)

With my Hanes tee shirt, with a pic and roll
chain (chain...)

Doo-rag, heavy blue 'Lac - 85 South, don't drive
it too fast (too fast)

My niggaz don't roll no billies,

get a big box of them brown Dutches (brown
Dutches)

We don't want no brand new Cartel

Brandon lemme get them keys to the Cutlass
(Cutlass)

Represent for the M-I-L, the A-T-L, the Macktown
(Macktown)

Stay smokin that smackdown, keep myself a little
half pound (half pound)

You know B. Stille in the cut, on the back po'ch
Jig drillin it up

Black folks just livin it up, court next week not
givin a fuck!

What's up? Grown standin - only rap to them grown
women (grown women)

Stay high, we'll play shy, least till I can get
home wittem

Shorty whattchu thinkin? Whattchu drinkin? -
thinkin it is what it ain't

I cain't be trickin, so don't be trippin, thinkin
I can't when I cain't

Come on..

[Hook: All]

[Skinny DeVille]

Nigga hooked it up, like the waitress from the
IHOP

Nothin but the grits, steak, and egg with that

waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back
side to side

Impala, country boy, Cadillac, classic in the
monte carlo

All clean (twenty inches) at the seam (plenty
chickens)

Get the green (spit the swishers) at the Beam
(shit done seem)

Craziest muh'fucker, what y'all niggaz do for
cream

Never knock the hustle scheme, only what the
cheddar bring

Hate, fake-niggaz, hoes, envy, greed, jealousy

Cain't hate, what a nigga make, type of enemies

Smilin in my face but they really ain't no friend
to me

Cain't wait, send em eight straight nine
milli-mee

Aww hell naw, y'all niggaz ain't feelin me!

Colt 45 e'rytime like Billy D

Ninety-five left foot leave through Tennessee

Quarter pound with the chron' fuckin wit my
memory

[Hook: All]

[Hook 2: Fish Scales + (R. Prophit)]

Peanut butter (Rag-tops) - what's fuckin wit
that?!

(String beans) pork chops - what's fuckin wit
that?!

Dime sack (fifth of Yak) - what's fuckin wit
that?!

What's fuckin with that?! What's fuckin wit
that?!

Every Chevy (on dubs) - what's fuckin wit that?!

(Jodi-Bodi) strip clubs - what's fuckin wit
that?!

Nappy Roots (hey dawg) - what's fuckin wit that?!

What's fuckin wit that?! What's fuckin wit that?!

[Fish Scales]

Go down to the country, you won't wanna go back

Vertical grills in front of the 'Lac

Guns roll so fast put one in my back

Plus a buncha country boys wit gats, you don't
want none-a that

Keep - my nine - right beside me, at all times

Cuz I be in the line, like somma these niggaz you
find

Don't want you to shine, right yea..

[R. Prophit]

From the side and nine-to-nine

Roll around here somethin tryna sell mine

Lord know but I got a dime early time

Got me feelin to', now my Eggo's cold

See I'm a country boy (Huh?) Close the door
(Huh?)

Clinton and Gore (Huh?) Y'all been warned (Huh?)

Guns and more - better hit the floor

Them yeggaz want ya cuz they comin in with them
laws

[Fish Scales]

Fuck - yo life; buck - my chife

and I got my ride, fool, I'm ready to ride

For my yeggaz I'ma bring it to you dead or alive

[R. Prophit]

Yeah that's fa sho' ya betta know that

You a nasty hoe, ya betta show that

Got a quiet lil' spot we can go at

And if you ain't wit that, we can show you where
the do' at

[Hook: All]

[Hook 2]

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