Ev'ryday Lyrics
| Song | Ev'ryday |
| Artist | DJ Quik |
| Album | Under Tha Influence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Now... Now who be the top | |
| OG from the | |
| W? (Who?) | |
| Gangbang with heat, that's what | |
| I'm telling you (You) | |
| If you feel defeat within'll dwell on you | |
| And you aint got enough chip of what | |
| I'm sellin you (Ch-ching) | |
| Now get up out them bandanas, try denim (Hm) | |
| Cus if you keep ‘em on you gon die in ‘em [gunshot] | |
| Pop in that, in that and that hood | |
| Hell I even call a little funkin in the back woods | |
| I give props to | |
| St Louis, props to | |
| Memphis Buck the dirt weed, homie lets hit this | |
| Props to Minneapolis, props to | |
| Mejico Or where ever we go the | |
| CPT flows | |
| Four deep in the | |
| Lexo (Lexo!) | |
| Rollin chrome and all wood (Mhmm) | |
| All up in the wrong hood | |
| Where bitches is no good but pussy be so good | |
| Now that's your wife but that my trick (Yup) | |
| And if you taste rubber then that's my ooh | |
| Don't panic, | |
| I didn't bareback her | |
| I manage to fight feelin, | |
| She was givin none | |
| Now you got her in bandages | |
| And walkin through the complex, cussin out managers | |
| They let us in, playa we got advantages | |
| Truth is she had homies, | |
| I was horny so we laid on the bed and made sandwiches [Chorus: James DeBarge] | |
| Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted (?) | |
| I don't know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I'ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started [Hi-C] | |
| Crawf Dog come through, slap meat in ya mouth | |
| Beatin it out, yeah we freaked it out | |
| You sure know how to get a brother off off ya good when ya skeetin it out | |
| So we seepin out, creepin out | |
| Hittin hotels and eatin out | |
| She got dropped off at the corner of the block cus the man got heat in the house | |
| I seen the nigga peepin out | |
| What, what you gon shoot? | |
| You got a deuce-deuce? | |
| Aw, that's cute | |
| Scooter better scoot with his little boot | |
| Before I put holes in him like a flute | |
| So do I have to make the call to make you fall | |
| Shit our shit come through the walls | |
| You better not duck with ya ass in the air, cus | |
| I'ma knock off ya balls! [Chorus: James DeBarge] | |
| Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted (?) | |
| I don't know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I'ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started [DJ Quik] | |
| I aint givin no respect to you bustas that aint givin none to me (Why should I?) | |
| And when shit get kicked up on the asphault don't come run to me | |
| Cus I'ma be up all in the | |
| S class doin doughnuts | |
| Lookin for the best ass to fit on nuts | |
| He said, she said, you talk a lot | |
| Peel a niggas eardrums back in the parkin lot (Ya need to shut up) | |
| Lyin and you puttin too much on it | |
| Tellin that story with a touch on it (Damn) | |
| Cus pimpin takes care of the playboy that let it take care of the | |
| P You too! | |
| If you wasn't so concerned of another niggas business | |
| How many cars he got, how many kids | |
| And how many stars he knocked | |
| How many years you done did that couldn't been spent on you | |
| So get on out and get it crackin (G'on) | |
| And send me a broad that's packin (yeah) | |
| I need a little yellow real mellow playin | |
| Cello in the twelve grade | |
| Lookin for a selve made | |
| G One that comes from the | |
| CPT The DJ | |
| Q-U-I-K with no | |
| C Not to gangbang, sucka let my nuts hang | |
| Getting down | |
| Crawf and | |
| JD [Chorus x2: James DeBarge] | |
| Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted (?) | |
| I don't know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I'ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started |
| Now... Now who be the top | |
| OG from the | |
| W? Who? | |
| Gangbang with heat, that' s what | |
| I' m telling you You | |
| If you feel defeat within' ll dwell on you | |
| And you aint got enough chip of what | |
| I' m sellin you Chching | |
| Now get up out them bandanas, try denim Hm | |
| Cus if you keep em on you gon die in em gunshot | |
| Pop in that, in that and that hood | |
| Hell I even call a little funkin in the back woods | |
| I give props to | |
| St Louis, props to | |
| Memphis Buck the dirt weed, homie lets hit this | |
| Props to Minneapolis, props to | |
| Mejico Or where ever we go the | |
| CPT flows | |
| Four deep in the | |
| Lexo Lexo! | |
| Rollin chrome and all wood Mhmm | |
| All up in the wrong hood | |
| Where bitches is no good but pussy be so good | |
| Now that' s your wife but that my trick Yup | |
| And if you taste rubber then that' s my ooh | |
| Don' t panic, | |
| I didn' t bareback her | |
| I manage to fight feelin, | |
| She was givin none | |
| Now you got her in bandages | |
| And walkin through the complex, cussin out managers | |
| They let us in, playa we got advantages | |
| Truth is she had homies, | |
| I was horny so we laid on the bed and made sandwiches Chorus: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started HiC | |
| Crawf Dog come through, slap meat in ya mouth | |
| Beatin it out, yeah we freaked it out | |
| You sure know how to get a brother off off ya good when ya skeetin it out | |
| So we seepin out, creepin out | |
| Hittin hotels and eatin out | |
| She got dropped off at the corner of the block cus the man got heat in the house | |
| I seen the nigga peepin out | |
| What, what you gon shoot? | |
| You got a deucedeuce? | |
| Aw, that' s cute | |
| Scooter better scoot with his little boot | |
| Before I put holes in him like a flute | |
| So do I have to make the call to make you fall | |
| Shit our shit come through the walls | |
| You better not duck with ya ass in the air, cus | |
| I' ma knock off ya balls! Chorus: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started DJ Quik | |
| I aint givin no respect to you bustas that aint givin none to me Why should I? | |
| And when shit get kicked up on the asphault don' t come run to me | |
| Cus I' ma be up all in the | |
| S class doin doughnuts | |
| Lookin for the best ass to fit on nuts | |
| He said, she said, you talk a lot | |
| Peel a niggas eardrums back in the parkin lot Ya need to shut up | |
| Lyin and you puttin too much on it | |
| Tellin that story with a touch on it Damn | |
| Cus pimpin takes care of the playboy that let it take care of the | |
| P You too! | |
| If you wasn' t so concerned of another niggas business | |
| How many cars he got, how many kids | |
| And how many stars he knocked | |
| How many years you done did that couldn' t been spent on you | |
| So get on out and get it crackin G' on | |
| And send me a broad that' s packin yeah | |
| I need a little yellow real mellow playin | |
| Cello in the twelve grade | |
| Lookin for a selve made | |
| G One that comes from the | |
| CPT The DJ | |
| QUIK with no | |
| C Not to gangbang, sucka let my nuts hang | |
| Getting down | |
| Crawf and | |
| JD Chorus x2: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started |
| Now... Now who be the top | |
| OG from the | |
| W? Who? | |
| Gangbang with heat, that' s what | |
| I' m telling you You | |
| If you feel defeat within' ll dwell on you | |
| And you aint got enough chip of what | |
| I' m sellin you Chching | |
| Now get up out them bandanas, try denim Hm | |
| Cus if you keep em on you gon die in em gunshot | |
| Pop in that, in that and that hood | |
| Hell I even call a little funkin in the back woods | |
| I give props to | |
| St Louis, props to | |
| Memphis Buck the dirt weed, homie lets hit this | |
| Props to Minneapolis, props to | |
| Mejico Or where ever we go the | |
| CPT flows | |
| Four deep in the | |
| Lexo Lexo! | |
| Rollin chrome and all wood Mhmm | |
| All up in the wrong hood | |
| Where bitches is no good but pussy be so good | |
| Now that' s your wife but that my trick Yup | |
| And if you taste rubber then that' s my ooh | |
| Don' t panic, | |
| I didn' t bareback her | |
| I manage to fight feelin, | |
| She was givin none | |
| Now you got her in bandages | |
| And walkin through the complex, cussin out managers | |
| They let us in, playa we got advantages | |
| Truth is she had homies, | |
| I was horny so we laid on the bed and made sandwiches Chorus: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started HiC | |
| Crawf Dog come through, slap meat in ya mouth | |
| Beatin it out, yeah we freaked it out | |
| You sure know how to get a brother off off ya good when ya skeetin it out | |
| So we seepin out, creepin out | |
| Hittin hotels and eatin out | |
| She got dropped off at the corner of the block cus the man got heat in the house | |
| I seen the nigga peepin out | |
| What, what you gon shoot? | |
| You got a deucedeuce? | |
| Aw, that' s cute | |
| Scooter better scoot with his little boot | |
| Before I put holes in him like a flute | |
| So do I have to make the call to make you fall | |
| Shit our shit come through the walls | |
| You better not duck with ya ass in the air, cus | |
| I' ma knock off ya balls! Chorus: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started DJ Quik | |
| I aint givin no respect to you bustas that aint givin none to me Why should I? | |
| And when shit get kicked up on the asphault don' t come run to me | |
| Cus I' ma be up all in the | |
| S class doin doughnuts | |
| Lookin for the best ass to fit on nuts | |
| He said, she said, you talk a lot | |
| Peel a niggas eardrums back in the parkin lot Ya need to shut up | |
| Lyin and you puttin too much on it | |
| Tellin that story with a touch on it Damn | |
| Cus pimpin takes care of the playboy that let it take care of the | |
| P You too! | |
| If you wasn' t so concerned of another niggas business | |
| How many cars he got, how many kids | |
| And how many stars he knocked | |
| How many years you done did that couldn' t been spent on you | |
| So get on out and get it crackin G' on | |
| And send me a broad that' s packin yeah | |
| I need a little yellow real mellow playin | |
| Cello in the twelve grade | |
| Lookin for a selve made | |
| G One that comes from the | |
| CPT The DJ | |
| QUIK with no | |
| C Not to gangbang, sucka let my nuts hang | |
| Getting down | |
| Crawf and | |
| JD Chorus x2: James DeBarge | |
| Ev' ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by, keep an eye on they | |
| Started spotted ? | |
| I don' t know why | |
| Turned my back on an awesome party, | |
| I' ma stay well guarded | |
| And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine then we can get it started |
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