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