Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Laugh Now, Cry Later, artist - Ice Cube. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Laugh Now, Cry Later |
| Uh-huh, understand this |
| I don’t give a fuck about what y’all talkin about |
| I ain’t tryin to hear none of that shit |
| Nigga, I’ma do what I wanna do |
| When I wanna do it, how I wanna do it |
| And you better hope I don’t do it to you |
| Now, I don’t care what momma got to say |
| I don’t care what grandmomma got to say |
| Nigga I’m grown |
| Let me tell you a lil' somethin about me |
| I was born not to give a fuck, wanna drink, get your cup |
| Turn it up, throw it up, take the world, blow it up |
| Somebody slow it up, roll it up, smoke it up |
| My own momma can’t keep me from loc’n up |
| One ear out the other, one man out to smother |
| The neighborhood, that left me here without my brother |
| Fuck you undercovers and you dirty motherfuckers |
| In the hood, that still fuck without rubbers |
| Club hop, bar hop, car shop, nail shop |
| To the mall, spend it all, why the hell not |
| What bills, what rent, don’t know what’s spent |
| Why you care, do you work for the government? |
| Fuck it, homie, I’ma laugh now and cry later |
| Get your paper we can laugh now and cry later |
| All you players you can laugh now and cry later |
| Investigators let you laugh now and cry later |
| See I’m a product of this urban decay |
| A nigga dyin for tomorrow, but live for today |
| A nigga lie steal and borrow, and cheating’s okay |
| Don’t you tell these motherfuckers that my name is O’Shea |
| Cause I’ma fuck up my baby’s credit, let him regret it |
| Seven months old he’s already got a jail record |
| I’m the one to blame, put it in my momma name |
| She’s a drama queen, but I got the bling bling |
| I need the watch and the bracelet and the earrings |
| I need you all to show up at my hearings |
| Tell the judge I’m a nice nigga, good nigga |
| And I’mma play the sad face when he look nigga |
| Fuck it, homie, I’ma laugh now and cry later |
| Get your paper we can laugh now and cry later |
| All you players you can laugh now and cry later |
| Investigators let you laugh now and cry later |
| «The number you are calling was lost, and cannot be called back» |
| «Your last call return service» |
| It’s fucked up, that y’all won’t accept my calls |
| Tell momma, at least she can send some drawers |
| These walls, make y’all forget about me |
| I’m comin home, in 2033 |
| But that’s irrelevant, did you get the mail I sent |
| What I tell a bitch, you better stay celibate |
| She start lyin to me, tell me who she ain’t fuckin |
| Never tell me that my homeboys ain’t nothin |
| Bun in the oven, it belong to my cousin |
| Got the nerve, to tell me that you really love me |
| (What?) I’mma kill her ass when a nigga make parole |
| Hit her with my cane, cause a nigga gray and old |
| Fuck it, homie, I’ma laugh now and cry later |
| Get your paper we can laugh now and cry later |
| All you players you can laugh now and cry later |
| Investigators let you laugh now and cry later |
| Man, it ain’t right man |
| Y’know y’all ain’t doin me right man |
| A nigga tryin to do right man |
| Y’know I’m tryin to change my life man, y’know? |
| I done found the Lord while I’m in here, y’know? |
| I I’m tryin to do right now, I mean |
| Y’know I’m sorry for everythang |
| That I, I I mean y’know |
| That’s fucked up how y’all doin me man |
| Y’all niggas could at least send me somethin |
| Alright, first four guys, let’s go… lock it up |