Nappy (feat. Othelle Omega The Oracle)

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Yeah
1, 2, 1, 2 say what
Yeah
Uh huh
Yeah
Nappy
Nappy
Yeah ay
Nappy
Yo yo
It's the motherfucking village
Act like you know us
If you don't get woke up
Like sleeping on roller coasters
Pacific northwest coaster
206 on my phone number
Stones and sticks will break my bones
But throw shade and I stay glowing
I'm like a psychic mind controller
Every time I roll up
White hairs on my Doja
Swear it looks like Yoda
It's so potent
Feel the force every time I smoke it
Got me in the moment
Everything I see is in slow motion
Moving fast can't afford to slow up
Going forward's my motive
Through setbacks losses and hold ups
Like a Ford I'm focused
You Chasing hoes in clubs
And don't f*ck live life in a donut
Going in circles so dumb
I'm getting my provolone up
I got my quota, so I'm rolling over
To Scotch and soda
To cop a coat
Cause the Seattle winters getting colder
Got cold shoulders for
Snakes, rats, leeches, and vultures
Got no fucks for handing over
I'm ghost like Sammy Sosa

Uh yeah
look at their face they're frozen
It's hard to hate I know it
They ain't listen when I told them
So I had to show them
Can't deny what's been wrote
Since the child I've been golden
I feel like I'm chosen
Nappy
Nappy
Nappy
Yeah
Nappy
Nappy
Nappy head ass Nigga
Nappy
Nappy
Nappy
Yeah
Nappy
Nappy
Nappy Head ass nigga
Yeah uh
Something wicked
This way comes
Uh huh yeah
Damn right my nigga
My will be Done

OK, free-throw fadeaway
I am doing the most
In my bag like Frito lay
I'm licking fingers counting dough
If it cost to be the boss
You can hit me with a quote
I'll invest in three or four
So I can put on all my bros
Get a big ole home
Put that bitch up on the coast
Build it with no ceilings
So I can fit in all my goals
The sky is the limit
Ain't no telling where we gon' go
Everything is self phone
Nobody can tell us no

Ayy yeah
Cause I'm a Nappy headed nigga
And I'm..
Aaaaay yeah
I'm nappy headed Nigga

And I'm winning, winning
Yeah I'm winning bitch I'm winning yeah
Yeah always on the move
But I'm never in a hurry
These fools ain't got no clue
So my maneuvers still look blurry
From my point of view
My future is clear so I'm not worried
Because I'm winning yeah I'm winning
Steady chilling never Trippin yeah
I came far
Still a long way to go
As long as there's a beat in my heart
I am in control
My will be done
Can't tell me no

My mane is long
The dreads is nappy
Huh
The Eyes is red
The iris glassy
Yeah
The lips luscious
Slang is classy
Yo
That thang is big
My ankles ashy
Damn
They steady trying to steal the groove
We ain't feeling that
The culture grew out our wounds
Gotta heal from the that
Solo blues in the tunes
We just call it jazz
Souls blooming thru the music
This is more than rap

Yeah, only way to do it is to do it
I don't make excuses
Never hit the break
I stay cruising
If I want it
Then I wake up in the morning and get to it
The day I stop complaining
Is the day I stop losing
No, I'm winning bitch, I'm winning
Yeah I'm winning nigga what
Making so much love
I find it hard to give a f*ck
Kool-Aid in my cup
I sip it through my gold fronts
Nappy headed Nigga
In your face and I don't front

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