| {Motherfucker you need to get up and find yo’ass a job!
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| I’m sick of you just laying around all day long playin Nintendos
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| They don’t even make Nintendos no more
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| Where the hell you find that shit at?
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| And I KNOW that you can find a job, yo’bus pass is in yo’wallet
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| I seen that shit yesterday, you just sit up all day
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| Lie lie lie, eat eat eat, drink drink drink
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| You don’t do SHIT, I’m SICK OF YOU!!}
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| Yeah — just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
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| Got my ass cheeks stuck to a fishing rod
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| Where’s the dogs, ain’t no frogs
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| Momma cookin breakfast with no logs (yeah)
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| I got my grub on, but didn’t pig out
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| No Thanksgiving so we eatin, carry out (damn)
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| This dude came through my front do'(you dead punk!)
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| He said I wouldn’t live to see a twenty-fo'
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| I gotta go cause I got on flip-flops
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| If I slow down, then my feet’ll drop
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| Had to stop, at the red light
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| Everybody laughin at my yellow dirt bike (ha ha!)
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| And everything’s all right
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| I got a beep from Sherri, she’s a transvestite
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| Called up my homies and I’m askin y’all
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| Bring twenty, bottles of alcohol
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| Playin football and I’m trouble
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| They gave me the ball, I fumbled (oh shit!)
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| And I can’t believe, my best friend’s gay
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| Today was a bad day
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| Yeah, today was fucked up Ay man get a scene for these niggaz
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| Today was a bad day (ooh-ahhhhh, ohhhhhhh)
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| Let 'em know how fucked it was (ooh-ahhhhh, ohhhhhh)
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| Goddamn, today was fucked up!
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| I bust my ass in the shower
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| Got on this fresh new baby powder
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| Just yesterday these fools tried to blast me Saw the police, and got my ass beat (oh shit!)
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| No flexin, whooped my ass, in the intersection
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| Should I shoot, that’s the question
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| Went to Big Fam house, they watchin «Rap City»
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| Shootin them craps, I got fifty
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| Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
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| A circle of niggaz, watch me all fake 'em
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| They beat my ass, I need nine, nine-eleven
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| They threw my ass through the back do'(ohhhhh)
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| And took all my cash flow
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| Punched me in the chest, and kicked me in the asshole
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| I just found out, my best friend’s gay
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| Today was a bad day
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| Today was all fucked up, rainin and shit
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| Ay (ooh-ahh, ohhhhhh-ohhhhhhh)
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| Today was a bad day? |
| sing that shit (ooh-ahh)
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| Hahahaha (ohhhhhhhh)
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| Yeah (ooh-ahhh, ohhhhhhh)
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| Sing that shit nigga? |
| today was fucked up!
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| Left my homey’s house paid
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| Picked up this chick been tryin to rape since the 12th grade (bitch)
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| It’s ironic, the pigeons is the man
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| And Artest fired on a fan? |
| damn! |
| (I seen that shit)
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| Took a trip to Miami
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| Got my ass beat at the 21st Grammy’s
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| My dick is so weak, so weak
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| So weak I put my own ass to sleep (damn!)
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| Woke her up around one (get up)
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| And didn’t hesitate, to say that she didn’t cum (I didn’t cum)
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| Ridin down 7 Mile coastin
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| Smokin on the potion, rubbin on some baby oil lotion
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| And nothin seems to work out
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| She smacked me in the face, and murked out
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| Today was like one of those bad dreams
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| Jackin off, with a bowl full of whipped cream (ahh, ahh!)
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| Helicopter looking for the murder
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| Two in the mornin got the Coney Island burger
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| Even where the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
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| And it read, «Bizarre ain’t shit!»
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| Drunk as hell, and I’m throwin up Pager cut off, so you know it ain’t blowin up (nah, uh-uh)
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| I found out that my best friend was gay
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| Today was a bad day
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| It’s been a fucked up afternoon
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| Been a fucked up weekend? |
| ay (ooh-ahhh)
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| Sing that shit nigga (ohhhhhhh)
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| Today was a bad day
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| Sing what that bitch be singin (ooh-ahhhh, ohhhhhhhh)
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| Just like Ice Cube be singin, sing just like that (ooh-ahhhh)
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| Hahahaha (ohhhhhhhh)
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| The «Hannicap Circus"y'all? today was fucked up!
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| Comin soon, Bizarre, «Hannicap Circus»
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| Today was a bad day motherfucker
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| Fuck y’all… |