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Infield - Nappy Roots
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Infield Nappy Roots

Infield - Nappy Roots
Heyyyy

I hit left, I.E.L.P
Everybody in the infield walk as I beat
I see off the triple we goin to have a good day
Her butt is what we drinking, keep em coming my way
Don't worry, be nappy
That's what I say
Do it real real big
That's the way that we play
Church hill down every verse
What you put in my cup I can't feel my face

I rep the K to the Y
Alright All night I ride
Just left the nasty Natti
Heading south on 75
So I can flex for a sec
Got some sweet potato pie
Got my bourbon filled with bourbon
And im headed for the sky
Im FLYYY like the first Saturday in May
All work no play , no way Jose
Can you take my product your way
Ima TRYYY to do exactly what I say
The captain of the ship therefore the master of my fate
Thats RIIIIGHT
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