가사: Nappy Roots. Watermelon, Chicken And Gritz. Aw Naw.
Yo, ha ha Nappy Roots
Awnaw
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Man, y'all done up and done it
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Man, y'all done up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and done it
Man, y'all done up and done it
My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook
You hear me flippin' through my pages out my favorite notebook
The microphone was in the closet, what? No headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin' over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin' to make beats
E-Dubz was being a hustler, hey man
Always flirtin' with all his customers and flat broke
Nappy smokin' blacks out on the back porch
I'm thinkin' I got everything a country boy could ask for
Now, what we do to get here? Say dat boy
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw, say dat boy
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for
Hated for the cussin' but the hatred, it made us cuss more
Held on but it was hard, stepped up, took charge
Ran through what we scared of but what was we afraid for?
Look at what we made of, hard times done made us
Being here is alright but must believe we want more
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep them vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
(Awnaw, hell naw, man, y'all done up and done it)
With them big fat wheels
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, y'all done up and done it)
Peep the vertical grills
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, man, y'all done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and done it, man, y'all done up and done it)
My yegga, we hogwild, bet that from that buddha to that toota-file
Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred-spokes
Skullied on that front po'ch, plus you know they got 'dro
Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 headed down that Cashville
Glass filled to the tippy-top, back-seat Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints
A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
A long time, a gravel road to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back and back and forth with same jeans and nappy 'fro
I might, hop off the Harley, smoke mine like Bob Marley
Block parties with shawties, wallin' like they swallowin' Bacardi
Them butter skin, Prophit gutter like kin
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin' with them
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep the vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
(Awnaw, hell naw, man, y'all done up and done it)
With them big fat wheels
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, y'all done up and done it)
Peep the vertical grills
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, man, y'all done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and done it, man, y'all done up and done it)
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep the vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Awnaw
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Man, y'all done up and done it
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw, hell naw, boy
Man, y'all done up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and done it
Man, y'all done up and done it
My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook
You hear me flippin' through my pages out my favorite notebook
The microphone was in the closet, what? No headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin' over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin' to make beats
E-Dubz was being a hustler, hey man
Always flirtin' with all his customers and flat broke
Nappy smokin' blacks out on the back porch
I'm thinkin' I got everything a country boy could ask for
Now, what we do to get here? Say dat boy
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw, say dat boy
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for
Hated for the cussin' but the hatred, it made us cuss more
Held on but it was hard, stepped up, took charge
Ran through what we scared of but what was we afraid for?
Look at what we made of, hard times done made us
Being here is alright but must believe we want more
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep them vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
(Awnaw, hell naw, man, y'all done up and done it)
With them big fat wheels
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, y'all done up and done it)
Peep the vertical grills
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, man, y'all done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and done it, man, y'all done up and done it)
My yegga, we hogwild, bet that from that buddha to that toota-file
Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred-spokes
Skullied on that front po'ch, plus you know they got 'dro
Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 headed down that Cashville
Glass filled to the tippy-top, back-seat Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints
A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
A long time, a gravel road to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back and back and forth with same jeans and nappy 'fro
I might, hop off the Harley, smoke mine like Bob Marley
Block parties with shawties, wallin' like they swallowin' Bacardi
Them butter skin, Prophit gutter like kin
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin' with them
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep the vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
(Awnaw, hell naw, man, y'all done up and done it)
With them big fat wheels
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, y'all done up and done it)
Peep the vertical grills
(Awnaw, hell naw, boy, man, y'all done up and done it)
And aww
(Y'all done up and done it, man, y'all done up and done it)
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Them country boys on the rise
With them big fat wheels on the side
Peep the vertical grills on the ride
And aww
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And aww
Nappy Roots
Watermelon, Chi