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[Ice Cube] |
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Break 'em off somethin |
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[inhales] Shit.. |
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[exhales] Yo.. |
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Yo.. uhh.. |
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[Verse One] |
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Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God |
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I don't know but today seems kinda odd |
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No barkin from the dog, no smog |
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And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog (damn) |
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I got my grub on, but didn't pig out |
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Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out |
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(Whassup?) Hooked it up for later as I hit the do' |
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Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo' |
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I gotta go cause I got me a drop top |
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And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop |
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Had to stop, at a red light |
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Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight |
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And everything is alright |
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I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night |
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Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all |
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Which park, are y'all playin basketball? |
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Get me on the court and I'm trouble |
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Last week fucked around and got a triple double |
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Freakin niggaz everyway like M.J. |
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I can't believe, today was a good day (shit!) |
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[Verse Two] |
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Drove to the pad and hit the showers |
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Didn't even get no static from the cowards |
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Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me |
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Saw the police and they rolled right past me |
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No flexin, didn't even look in a nigga's direction |
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as I ran the intersection |
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Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps |
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What's the haps on the craps? |
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Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em |
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Roll 'em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break 'em |
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with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven |
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Seven even back do' Lil' Joe |
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I picked up the cash flow |
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Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino |
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Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A. |
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Today was a good day (shit!) |
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[Verse Three] |
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Left my nigga's house paid (what) |
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Picked up a girl been tryin to fuck since the 12th grade |
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It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic |
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The Lakers beat the Supersonics |
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I felt on the big fat fanny |
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Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny |
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And my dick runs deep, so deep |
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So deep put her ass to sleep |
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Woke her up around one |
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She didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun |
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Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin |
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Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion |
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I was glad everything had worked out |
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Dropped her ass off and then chirped out |
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Today was like one of those fly dreams |
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Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams |
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No helicopter looking for a murder |
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Two in the mornin got the Fatburger |
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Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp |
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And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp" (yeah) |
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Drunk as hell but no throwin up |
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Half way home and my pager still blowin up |
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Today I didn't even have to use my A.K. |
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I got to say it was a good day (shit!) |
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[Ice Cube] |
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Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh, stop this shit |
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What the fuck I'm thinkin about? |
