Nappy Roots - Hazy lyrics

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Nappy Roots - Hazy lyrics

(I don’t know where I’m going Like a feather in the air Hope the good wind starts blowing Send me soaring, unaware) (Send me soaring) (Whoooa, eh) (Send me soaring) (Whoooa, eh) (Skinny DeVille) Yup, I just got back with some Colorado bull I got so much, it’s like California love West coasting, hide in the mud So high, like a cloud in the sun I’ll glide, there’s no doubt like when Sipping on the serve while I rock it with the hen I ain’t mad, just we really ain’t friends It’s been a long while, but that was way back when Never mind, I ain’t trying to reminisce I’m living for the minute, I ain’t trying to remember this Live a while but might talk a lot of sh** What, bet a hundred bucks, got to back it up quick But no luck, boy, I’ll bust your lip Might look slim, but I ain’t no b**h Nah, and I ain’t that rich Keep flashing that cheese and I’ll cash your chips (Chorus) Baby, baby, motivate me Call me, text me, like me, hate me Baby, we can roll up daily Finally, all we got is hazy (x2) (I don’t know where I’m going Like a feather in the air Hope the good wind starts blowing Send me soaring, unaware) (Fish Scales) Vegas, Vegas, green know Afghanistan Take us, straight up, like Charlie Corses in France London, Ashdale, I’m ace-struck to rest trail Milledgeville, phone home Say, “Who is this?” “Fish Scales!” First week in Berkeley, Berkeley to Erskine That’s UK, not bubble bringer Top that, toupee Dubai, Nottingham, Waterloo Bay with Miley Grahams Nova Scotia in the trailer park, like Auckland braiders to the lost ark Yellowstone, wool park, Alabama, we’re rich, boy Panama, not PCB This real yoga, not TCB Best IHOP is in Memphis Pimp sh**’s my holidays My sun is out of my English muffin You surely noticed a difference when I pull a plan that’s man as sh** Social club and her better sh** My little brand name so Anna chick My south side, Baydan*l clique Raise up, raise up, we all over, raise up Cadillac on 80-something We too much, can’t save us (Chorus) (Send me soaring) (Whoooa, eh) (Send me soaring) *** Thanks George for these lyrics