Nappy Roots - Roun The World lyrics

The whole damn world is country... The whole damn world is country... [Skinny DeVille] Yeah... Aww man, the gra** done got green the other side of the fence So I hopped my a** over to see if I was convinced Fast paced city life, but country livin's a sinch Man Ima cop me a Caddy say to hell with the Benz Benz, Benz, twenty inch rims I can't leave the vertical grill back at the ringe Got a "Phat" farm with cows and whole lotta land Twenty acres to my name son we ain't benn there since [B. Stille] Meanwhile up in the D where they hollowin up dope And thugs blow weed in the park when the club close In Mil-waukee the beats is petro Off in D.C., the streets is ghetto Let's roll - to Cali where they chief the best 'dro And drive cars so big you can't reach the pedal Never had a gla** of purple juice for breakfast 'Til I took my a** to Houston, Texas, that's country! [Chorus] The whole damn world is country Been all around the globe from Monday to Sunday Y'all the same folk we see in Kentucky (it must mean) The whole damn world is country Been all around the globe from Monday to Sunday Y'all the same folk we see in Kentucky (it must mean) The whole damn world is country [Big V] Copped a Jag they was sportin, Jordans and Waltons Went in for the cajun, and winded up stayin' In Kentucky it was meth but Miami they was basing Rap my a** off in NYC I'll see ya at the Ba**ment Hit VA, where they do nothing but cook Carolina, Indiana, Alabama, Savannah Boston, Denver, and all points between Tennesse, Florida, ain't nothing but hell ya [R. Prophit] Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow Spanish chicas waving, hasta luego Pearl white drop, weather's bueno They say opposites attract, I'm a moreno (whispered: ??? ) so clear (whispered: She's a fine lady. Can i make you mine?) my dear Shy girl, all she wanna do is work her tongue Top of the hill, take the breath from her lungs (Country boys been overseas) Toppin it off, London, Germany [Chorus] [R. Prophit] Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow Ladies make ya hands clap like bueno Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow Holla atcha boy, hasta luego... [Scales] I'll first say a prayer for those in combat Might could throw somethin on the grill when you come back Might could take a trip to the 'Ville and in fact We can all get loose on the 'Ports, and of course Hit Churchill Downs and throw some on a horse Or we can hit them Saint Claire waters You ain't seen country till you been through Georgia God durn, they still got girls with perms (dang) Big cars, big wheels is the biggest concern [Ron Clutch] My old Kentucky home, I was born and raised on catfish and corn, collard greens and fatback There's country in the mud, don't care where ya stay Ya got country in ya blood if ya love and that's that Circled the globe, met the important and paid Now I know for a fact that... [Chorus] 2X