Riches To Rags MMMkay-Nappy Roots

There are times when you get suckered in By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women mmmkay But it's when you do these things too much That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch Mmmkay, uhh mmmkay, uhh mmmkay, c'mon Nappy Yo! Mmmkay Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict, too much Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex, too much Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex, too much He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts Hawaiian slush, combined with wine and coconuts Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, Armani suits, shahou Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major ni**a, a paid ni**a Kept some red Jarans, plus a big Benz, plus a Lex Jeep Plus the best friends, plus he jet ski, in Texas Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, Gucci sweata Spillin' armaredda in a black Baretta For the fools who change like blue weather His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown Had a private jet, planned the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest I keep the gold chain, and a cold dame We drove a fast car in a slow lane With caviar with the white coc*ine flick it all in the d**e game Snort coke, push d**e, down to cut, a ni**a throat Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm for real? Is that right? Feel that go'n ahead balla do ya thang Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm really? Is that right? Feel that go ahead playa do yo thang Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pair of, gold skis Mo' money, than Playboy BK? ni**a please He was to the lavish, trick you casual, playa status, not the fattest Chick the baddest, used to ball with Gladys Knight This was just your average night My dude spend a G a week just to see a freak Strip down to her bear essentials in the Presidential Suite His men too weak New York Undercover shot his brother, in a shootout He had to move out, and drop his mother in a new house He had nothin' to go home to, the fiend was on the menu A two time loser, ohh man deja vu Fell in debt with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play He sold his Altima, leased a Hundai, pushin' out his mom's place Get caught for child support, poppin' corks was more important Bench warned, undercover informant, three years upstate, tough break Droppin' names, poppin' veins, gettin' high off his own supply Still movin' weight, steady losin' weight On the crime, with his life on the line Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm for real? Is that right? Feel that go'n ahead balla do ya thang Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm really? Is that right? Feel that go ahead playa do yo thang Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict, too much Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex, too much Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex, too much Look, him and his boys got duct taped For hangin' out at Suge's place See all my niggas, they took chase When they heard little Daddy push weight It was a robbery, snatch his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's Another street casualty that was written and promised in the prophecy They stole his watches and rings while they shot up his veins God bless, he had no vest, and he felt no pain For the holes in his chest Heart beat, weak canal, stones in his reefer now Lugz over flooded with blood, he 'bout to drown Nose white, laughin', ambulance light splashin' Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some room to breathe Doctor called the family in, enemies, and next of kin One foot in the grave, and his soul in the wind From ashes to dirt, went closed casket to limousines and a hearse Photographic pictures of the bastard With 'Rest In Peace' on damn his shirt 'Cause after ways, some niggas came over, jumpin' out of a range rover Put the gat to his head, and he told him 'The Game's Over!' Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm for real? Is that right? Feel that go'n ahead balla do ya thang Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm oh really? Is that right? Feel that go ahead playa do yo thang Mmmkay anyway mmm-hmm for real? Is that right? Feel that