Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One of Those Days, artist - Apathy. Album song Eastern Philosophy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.03.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Demigodz Enterprises
Song language: English
One of Those Days |
«When it starts to happen… |
Looks like one of those days» |
Looks like one of those days |
«When it starts to happen…» |
Yeah, yo… |
«It starts to happen, girl…» |
What the fuck’s up? |
Attitude switch like the weather |
Confrontation at one minute, the next minute better |
Let her get her shit together, I ain’t tryin' to say nothin' |
Cause she obviously bleedin' out her pussy or somethin' |
Real irrational, quick to pick fights all bitch-like |
'Bout to kick her out the whip, make the bitch hitchhike (Fuck outta here) |
She flips like I should understand her pain |
But she won’t talk about it and she can’t explain |
Two sides to her gettin' it, the size of her bigger tits |
But the downside is she cries over little shit |
So fuckin' sick of it, that gets ugly |
And the yappin' bugs me and it happens monthly and I… |
Know we about to clash |
When I see them li’l tampon wrappers in the trash (Uh oh) |
It’s enough to make a man put a gun to his brains |
I shouldn’t have to explain, it’s just one of those days |
«When it starts to happen… |
Looks like one of those days» |
It’s just one of them days |
«When it starts to happen… |
It starts to happen, girl» |
Probably think I’m with another girl, droppin' her drawers |
When I shop at the mall, so you’re blockin' your calls |
You’re so persistent, heard a girl’s voice in the distance |
No that ain’t chickens, it’s sales assistants |
You’re so suspicious, you know some bitches |
Who sayin' that they know me and know my business |
Even if I tell you I’mma visit my mom |
You think I’m trickin' you and trickin' on some chick in a thong |
How long can this go on before I say «So long» |
This whole shit’s prolonged, I got a beep, hold on |
You’re flippin', sayin' if I click over shit’s over |
I guess it’s one of them days where you’re fuckin' insane |
Cause you ain’t really got nothin' to say |
At home with your imagination runnin' away |
Don’t be surprised when you call if my number got changed |
So think before you speak when it’s one of them days |
She’s like, «Buy me this and buy me that» |
Think I got dough like I’m supplyin' crack |
Never comply with that, my reply to that: |
Better start lookin' for another guy for that |
Now I agree once in a while to make you smile |
But 24/7 trickin' just ain’t my style |
Repeats the same shit like a CD that skips |
Tryin' to beg for them chips, little greedy ass bitch |
Yeah I know how it sounds, like Ap’s so mad |
But she only seems glad when I’m buyin' her a bag |
Little crab in the crib, tryin' to play all sad |
Sure I’ll give you some money… for a cab |
If we tryin' to get ass then don’t say this too quick |
But never too fast to receive a few chips |
They all about cash or lookin' for new dicks |
So it’s just one of them days, find a new chick |
«When it starts to happen… |
Looks like one of those days» (echoes) |