Nappy roots ballin on a budget lyrics

(Nigga)                        



[Pimpin']

I'm just a, big bang baller on a budget

Dank weed, smokin like "fuck it"

City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from Kentucky

Horseshoes and rabbit paws flossin, chicken closs for the lucky

4 leaf clovers, Range Rovers, so they know the tailpipe's rusted



[Pimpin']

Country cookin, dog fightin, big-body ridin

Chillin like a mug in Western Kentuck', showin love

Summertime a funner time, smoke and gunner time

Sippin Sprite and somethin dark, every fuckin time



[Pimpin']

Uhh, okay watch how the po' folk ball

Stomp through to mall in my overalls, the black Girbaud

No pager, no cellphone, no access at all

Just a pack of Dutch Masters and a pint of alcohol



[Pimpin']

My hooptie, with a down crew like Boots said

You don't  Perm ,  Fuck a  fade

let my hair swang back and forth like a germ

Ill nigga with sick shit, pull out this and stick it in this thick chick

Baby mama drama, child support court and ain't worth the riskits



[Chorus]

Whattcha know about them backwood country folk?

Whattcha know about the 'Lac chrome hundred spoke?

Jimmy Crack Corn; no fade, no comb

Whattcha know about ballin on a budget pro?

I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)

I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)

I'm just ballin on a budget jigga (jigga)

It's the N the A the P-P-Y



[Pimpin']

Pull up, dear horns on the hood of my truck

Kentucky Mud on my shoes and my socks

Hungry Jack, feather tryna stuff some food in my gut

Country cat in the cowboy hat

I'm front to back put the house on that 



[Pimpin']

candy yam's,chittlins,greens and smoke country ham,

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