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.
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.
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 closs for the lucky.
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.
Def Jam, what?. The remix, yeah. Come along. What, what?. . I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?. I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do?.
Def Jam, what?. The remix, yeah. Come along. What, what?. . I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?. I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do?.