Nappy Heads (Remix) - Remix

(wyclef) yo mona lisa, could i get a date on friday?
And if youre busy, i wouldnt mind taking
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up de posse, fugee comin around the way
(wyclef) yo, hey nappy head
(lauryn) yo whashup?
(wyclef) whatchu got there?
(lauryn) hah, i got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
(wyclef) worrrrrd?
A cheeba cheeba yall, well im a libra yall
A cheeba cheeba yall, well im a libra yall
Verse one: wyclef
You wanna battle swing i bring commanding men like i was king
In all your dreams i write the horror flick of stephen king
Cling to false also those papers say ock
I got tired of the fat lady so i sing to my own opera
Ba-lang-balang-balang-to-de-man-de-rock-cause i love thee
If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun
Cause all guys tell lies, and more girls commits it
I was ordered to code red, but now im chillin with a few good men
Assassination on the kid from the capitol
I never play the soap opera but now im a general hospital
Condition critical, spirit over whos the physical
So if i die, catch me at the funeral
Ill fly away, ohh glory
With a mic in my hand to a land where only god knows me
And the angels write raps on holy paper
I said im lookin for jesus, he said take the escalator
One flight up, is guaranteed youll be there
My sisterd be there, my motherd be there
So, mona lisa, could i get a date on friday?
And if youre busy, i wouldnt mind taking
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up de posse, fugee comin around de way
Verse two: lauryn hill
I dont puff blunts so i always got my breath
Never had to battle with a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but i, still cave a chest
I dont wear jheri curls cause im nah from the west
No disrespect to the west, true indeed
I rock it to the east, the east is the seed
To see that them days back, yo sheepskins and hot tracks
Peace to mr. magic, things are getting tragic
Now we on some new stuff, i never feared the ku kluk
My own clan is actin up, i blame it on the phillie blunt
Whatcha gonna do, kids are acting oooohhhh
Hill is gettin fed up, yo wheres the coporate at
A mister three piece suit
Check the square roots, girbauds and timberland boots
Nahhhh thats the serpents, and know them garment tips
I got a head full of problems and a hand full of nappy roots
I feel a jones comin down, yo i...
(i got the slang to make the chitty-bang-bang
A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy head bang)
No i, got hte slang to make the chitty-bang-bang
A-rid-dang-de-dang, the nappy heads bang
(yo mona lisa, could i get a date on friday
And if youre busy, i wouldnt mind taking
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up de posse, fugee comin round de way
Ay-ay-ay, ay -ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and were not goin home!)
Verse three: prazwell, wyclef
Hey yo a battle is a battle but a battles not a battle
If itsssssssssss snake doesnt rattle
Cause my styles as old as a reptile
As slick as a new nile, as new as a new child
So come follow me to the land of abraham
This lands your land, this lands my land
The blacker the black man, the better the next man
(yo some nappy heads need to check they necks for red)
Ihhhh, feel injection
Put the needle to your skin feel realitys heroin
You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me
oh you wanna hang with old eddie kane? (the five heartbeats)
Aint nuttin wrong, snap your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong, ill have you sing like louis armstrong
And i say to myself, what a wonderful world
But what the hell was so wonderful bout cotton in the farm
Mr. slaaaaaave maaaaan!
The harder they come, the harder they fall, so come one come all
Dont stall or ima stick you like a voodoo doll
Doors locked stop drawer for the count who drops
You slept on a kid from the boondocks
Out of motorville land of the ill kill
Bellsburg viking so you know im top ranking phil
Some say who coming like like the yuma but save the rumor
Cause ive been rockin ever since eighty-two
When i used to rock my pumas...
A cheeba cheeba yall, well im a libra yall (4x)
Yo mona lisa, could i get a date on friday
And if youre busy, i wouldnt mind taking
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up de posse fugee comin around de way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and were not goin home!
(repeat2x)
I wear my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend thats right
They dancin romancin freakin at night!
Yes yes yes a yes yes yall
(repeat 2x)
Mona lisa...
...nappy heads in the zone and we not goin home!
A cheeba cheeba yall, well im a libra yall (4x)
And to the beat yall, and to the beat yall, come on everybody (to fade)