| We blowin' money in the fast lane
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| Getting checks putting doobies in the ashtray
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| Let my pants sag,, extra clean
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| Mouth on her, give me everything I need
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| A playboy and the world is my playground
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| First class but I got it from the grey hound
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| Eyes wide, lookin' for the take down
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| That’s ‘cause we ride high, sippin' on that H Town
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| Hit for another pack
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| Another show, bringin' in some other stacks
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| Hardly ever recline
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| Paper chasin' ain’t no room for me to relax
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| Hoppin' up out the car, run in the sto'
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| Original sweet, some Grey Goose on the go
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| Everyday shit, I just wanna get mo'
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| Ball till we fall, talkin' money to blow
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| Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
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| Pour a little hen' this is everyday, everyday
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| I’m up early every morning (Every morning), like every day
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| And I’ve been seein' that money comin' like every way
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| But now I
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| on the Chevrolet, make that bitch levitate
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| One life, so we live it to the fullest mane
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| Up and down the coast like a fuckin' bullet train
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| Yeah, I play the cut like a close shave
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| Till I’m on a bitch head like a ball fade
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| Get paid the motto and the motto never optional
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| Get money or die, shit the only thing you gotta do
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| Over any obstacle, niggas, they got a problem? |
| Cool
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| T minus special, I’ll send the racks through
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| Never lose, every day we for the win
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| Small minded niggas better get a wider lense, shit
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| We in the lights but the lights never dim
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| So when they ask where I’ve been, I’mma say, «Our land», everyday
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| Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
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| Pour a little hen' this is everyday, everyday
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| New rocks sittin' all up in my ear and shit
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| Wood grain every time a nigga stearin' shit
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| From the bottom, but a nigga came up, fuck with me
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| Only niggas hang around is the ones who’s stuck with me
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| Hard on myself, ‘cause you never get a second chance
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| Still gettin' cashed out ‘fore I get up in her pants
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| I’mma a playa, Too Short shit
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| If she want me she can choose, ‘cause we don’t force shit
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| Last out all over this thing, money all over the place
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| Why would I ever sit down? |
| How could you not relate?
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| Make it up out the town, how could you not be great?
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| Anything possible, now the whip is optional
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| Me and big bruh on E-14
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| Outta town to the lot, he just got one mo'
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| Celebrate the life every night, it’s my show
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| Niggas do what we want ‘cause we just that dope
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| Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
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| Pour a little hen' this is everyday, everyday |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyday, artist - Clyde Carson. Album song S.T.S.A. (Something To Speak About), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп