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T-Pain
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Nappy Boy Or Die
[** feat. Young Ca$h:]
[Police over speaker]
[DJ Khaled:] Yeah Pree Ringz We Going In I'm going in Nappy Boy Bitch Or die
Dammmnn (3x)
[Verse 1: ~T-Pain~] Ay Ay Thr33 Ringz nigger I got my man young cash here reppin duvade county man This is ya Tallahassee's homes here you no what this is right cheer Nappy Boy Ay Bitch I use to roll on ridge road niggers use to call me cornbread I walk up on a nigger like YOU GOIN EAT YO CORN BREAD! But you can call me teddy p e n d e r a z d to the o u n Oh no you didn't you stealing my shit acting like I owe you ends yo niggers wanna battle me don't ya well the feeling's neutral I'm a tell ya like this here I like ya and I won't ya I'm bad bitch don't even act like you've been on my block I'll cut ya lil lady in half with my due cock she said I do alot way more then you can the Chevy flip flop that bitch look like a toucan that's in fruit loops and a gate parade my lyrics hard as a bitch I'm harder to raid for game I found out I'm to real these fake niggers better chill and that's just how I feel MOTHERFUCKA I'm REAL
[Chorus:] We go hard and the pain don't lie Everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY! And everywhere we go we to fly And everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY You going top boy And I'm a tell ya why Cause everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY And we believe that the limit is the sky So everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die
[Verse 2: ~Young Cash~] Young Cash is a beast You can call me wilder I got a bunch of bricks Call me a builder They say it's summer time I say that it's winter Cause there's so much snow in my house like December Rappers are pretenders they are not trill I'm the real deal like Evander Holyfield Young cash said better take it to the bank fuck a pussy nigga up then blame it on the drank Blame it on the tank Cause I'm hot like a pilot I'm smoking on the purple or better yet VIOLET! Nigger's get silent when they see them nappy boy's cause behind young cash is them TRIGGER HAPPY BOY'S! (Gun Shot's) Like trick daddy said I ain't rick Ross homie but I'm bout that gun play G5 taking of on that runway Champaign glass dress clean like Easter Sunday
[Chorus:] We go hard and the pain don't lie Everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY! And everywhere we go we to fly And everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY You going top boy And I'm a tell ya why Cause everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die NAPPY BOY And we believe that the limit is the sky So everyday we screaming out nappy boy or die
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