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Sholiz Lyrics by Nappy Roots
Sholiz by Nappy Roots
Yean know dat?
'Lac bone, filled to the gills on a gravel road
Twenty worth of Colt, 75 to the crossroads
Yo, I snuck a dollar out my momma purse, headed for that juice joint
How to roll, X and a O make a heavy load
Nappy on the track make ya back hit the dance flo'
(Skinny who?) Sholiz folk, whattcha ask fo'?
Drivin like a grandma, actin like an a**hole
Ballin on a budget, f**k ya dubs on the astro
Uhh, no more Grand Martin get a fifth of Goose
Look at me dawg, you can tell I'm southern bred
and a duck with goose, don't need sh*t with juice
Wear alotta blue but I love the red
Somethin all black, think mad 'cause I act like I'm all that
Tripped over ya jaw, ya ain't think I saw that, huh?
Tight braid red bean under my straw hat
[Chorus: Skinny - 2X]
Whassup, my folks sholiz
Nappy with the country bump, sholiz
Peoples in slums just slump, sholiz
This is what the country want, yep it sholiz
Fish Scales scuba divin on a remote island
Me and Skinny D, Big V (?)
These guys suprise us, depicts us like bubble letters
Is that a hoochie, and some coochie cutters?
Hey b**ch ya look good
Really wanna play in the trench but I should
If ya come sit on this dick I might would
Hold up hater, I don't want no disrespect
I don't want sh*t but next...
Oops came through spillin my pitcher
Thought at first Nappy was lame, but I'm willin to bet ya
Scales in the back feelin the swisher
Thought you knocked me out the frame, but I'm still in the picture
We'll sell more next year
Good God Almighty, look at what we have here
Old English, malt 50, somethin clear
We gon' cut the sh*t talk -- Skinny with the steel
gonna drop it down, weigh it up and lay it on the scale
[cutting w/ "Sholiz" repeated]
Come on, gut out the last of the greens
Hit the club so fresh and so clean
b**ches love the cess, I'm smok-ing
Remove they O-Ring, then soon elop-ing
Take my last swallow now we spinnin the bottle
I'ma get me a model - you'd have a better chance winnin the lotto
Gotta leave the do' open so Skinny can follow
Twenty dollars, check 'em in the Ramada
Yep sholiz, takin no sh*t
Get the chance again, we dip then blow wig
We run up in this b**ch and get so rich
Nappy with the sho' shot, yeaga know this
Aww now everybody ain't rich, they just wanna be flashy
Tryna big ball like Drama and Jazzy
Playa you don't understand this B.O.B.
That's the reason these drinks can't be on me
[Chorus - 2X]
[Chorus - 4X]
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