Beads & Braids lyrics

Yeah, oh yes
I’m coming on a black on black charger
Flawless to perfection
My selection never harder
Nappy til’ I die
Still keep it sharper than a barber
Fresher than a marker
That wrote the verse you quote
Excuse me sir., I beg your pardon

n*ggas out here starving
Hungry for the chance
Any opportunity you got
Just to stay advanced
On the latest greatest fashion
Whatever floats your boat
Throw [?] buy a mansion
And yes, I ain’t no joke

We are the realest that you witness
It’s been a long time
Long story short
The music business tried to
Pimp us, tried to kill us
Tried to break a n*gga spirit to no avail
Now you hear us and we are back for the third
Motherf*cker record deal
No more slave to the rhythm
Never stitching’ never [?]
Yes, I burnt a couple bridges
But the bridges wasn’t real
They were faker than the haters
In my grill sayin’ chill
If I was you I would probably do the same thing
So, I say ey, ey ey ey
Tighter than beads and braids
Motherf*ck’ what you say

So, I say ey, ey ey ey
Tighter than beads and braids
Motherf*ck’ what you say

They say: [?]
Gap look so fool
Man, Nappy Roots, man they are so cool
I while ago I met you, had the city booked too
And the shows were wooing
What ya’ll been doing?
I thought ya’ll broke up
Wha’ shu gonn’ rap about?
Why you say south
And leave Nappy Roots out?
Are you still country?
What’s it like in Kentucky?
Why ya’ll n*ggas don’t rap about money?
I heard [?]
But jazzy won’t help ya’ll
If I had my brain right
You know I would help out
Keys to the city
Solos on the way
Know we are doing real estate
More bread to break
Last deal we was cool
Now we’re at a better place
And a better residence
Stuffin’ a bigger saint
Think what you gotta think
Say what you gotta say
Nappy Roots forever
Man! That’s a horse [?]
Yeah!
So, I say ey, ey ey ey
Tighter than beads and braids
Motherf*ck’ what you say

Be still
My hair nappy
Keep a sharp line
And don’t stay pressed up
Yup, fresh as money off an [?]
Cash, and designer cloth
Cash, and grind them hoe
Ya’ll just started
We’ve been in the game a long time ago
Spent three years locked up
In the studio
In my brain mining gold
In my lane down the road
Hanging like a loose tooth
Banging since ‘94
Riding by slow
Throw the news news
Ey yo, why they signed ‘em for?
Play them something I don’t know
Neighborhood of six zeros
Five heroes
Who came out from the bottom floor (nappy)
Now we are in a penthouse
Residing in the big house
Looking pass some haters and they can’t say sh*t now
You ain’t got to buy no chain
To let your diamond show
Do your thang and dig
And do it big like a dinosaur
People always got something wrong to say
I see ‘em tell ‘em shut up
We got our own house today
So, I say ey, ey ey ey
Tighter than beads and braids
Motherf*ck’ what you say

So, I say ey, ey ey ey
Tighter than beads and braids
Motherf*ck’ what you say