Nappy Heads (Remix Radio Edit) - Fugees

Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday

And if you're busy I wouldn't mind takin'

Saturday ay ay ay ay ay

Round up de posse Fugee comin' around the way

Yo hey nappy head

Yo whashup

Whatchu got there

Hah I got some of that lyrical

Word

Well I'm a Libra y'all

Well I'm a Libra y'all

You wanna battle swing

I bring commandin' 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

Balang balang balang to de man de rock 'cuz I love thee

If you live by the sword you will be die by the gun

'Cuz all guys tell lies and more girls commits it

I was ordered to Code Red

But now I'm chillin' with 'A Few Good Men'

Assassination on the kid from the capitol

I never play the soap opera but now I'm a General Hospital

Condition critical spirit over who's the physical

So if I die catch me at the funeral

I'll 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 I'm lookin' for Jesus he said take the escalator

One flight up is guaranteed you'll be there

My sister'd be there my mother'd be there

So Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday

And if you're busy I wouldn't mind taking

Saturday ay ay ay ay ay

Round up de posse Fugee comin' around de way

I don't puff 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 don't wear Jheri curls 'cuz I'm 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 gettin' 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 actin' ooohhh

Hill is gettin' fed up yo where's the coporate at

A Mister Three Piece Suit

Check the square roots Girbauds and Timberland boots

Nah that's 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 you're busy I wouldn't 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 we're not goin' home

Hey yo a battle is a battle but a battle's not a battle

If it's snake doesn't rattle

'Cuz my style's 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 land's your land this land's my land

The blacker the black man the better the next man

Yo some nappy heads need to check they necks for red

I feel injection put the to your skin feel reality's

You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me

"Oh you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane "

Ain't nuttin' wrong snap your head to the song

Word is bond you get wrong

I'll 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 Slave Man

The harder they come the harder they fall

So come one come all

Don't stall or I'ma 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 I'm top rankin' Phil

Some say who comin' like the yuma but save the rumor

'Cuz I've been rockin' ever since eighty two

When I used to rock my Pumas

Yes yes y'all well I'm a Libra y'all

Yes yes yes well I'm a Libra y'all

Yes yes y'all well I'm a Libra y'all

Oh co'mon well I'm a Libra y'all

Yo Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday

And if you're busy I wouldn't 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 we're not goin' home

Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday

And if you're busy I wouldn't 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 we're not goin' home

I wear my sunglasses at night

To spy on my girlfriend that's right

They dancin' romancin' freakin' at night

Yes yes yes a yes yes y'all

I wear my sunglasses at night

To spy on my girlfriend that's right

They dancin' romancin' freakin' at night

Say Mona Lisa could I get a date on Friday