Roun' the Globe - Nappy Roots

The whole damn world is country…

The whole damn world is country…

Yeah…

Aww man, the grass done got green on the other side of the fence

So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced

Fast paced city life, but country livin’s the sense

Cop me a Caddy say to hell with a Benz

Benz, Benz, twenty inch rims

I can’t leave the vertical grill back at the ranch

Got a «Phat» farm with with cows and whole lotta land

Twenty acres (???)

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 it 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 glass of purple juice for breakfast

Until I took my ass to Houston, Texas, that’s country!

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

In New Orleans) they was sportin, Jordans and Waltons

Went in for the Cajun, and winded up staying

In Kentucky it was meth but Miami they was basing

Rap my ass off in NYC at the Bassment

Hit VA, where they do nothing but cook

Carolina, Indiana, Alabama, Savannah

Boston, Denver, and all points between

Tennesse, Florida, ain’t nothing love for ya

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: ???) my clear

(???) girl, all she wanna do is (???)

Top of the hill, take the breath from her lungs

(Country boys been overseas)

Toppin it off, London, Germany

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…

Alright 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 then back

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

My old Kentucky home, I was

Born and raised on catfish and corn, collard greens and fatback

It’s country than a mug, don’t care where ya stay

Ya got country in ya blood if ya love 'em and that’s that

Circled the globe, met the important and paid

Now I know for a fact that…