Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyday (Rudebwoy), artist - Kardinal Offishall. Album song Fire And Glory, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everyday (Rudebwoy) |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by-by-by, hey |
(This thing right is the story of some everyday hood things) |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey |
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by-by-by, hey |
Let me here you say T dot Oooooooo (Oooooooo!) |
Yeaaah! |
(Yeaaah!) |
T-Dot O, yeah, O, yeah |
O, yeah, O, yeah, O, yeah, O, yeah |
You see I, am an everyday rudebwoy |
I’m an everday rudebwoy, yes I am, yeah |
You see I, am an everyday rudebwoy |
(Yeah, Celebrity Face, ain’t it true enough?) |
So where I rest I’m stressed by the 5−0 (Here we go) |
Cops drive around the turf, lookin' for someone to search |
With they flashlights checkin' in my dashboard |
(Whatchu lookin' for?) |
Or lookin' for the heat stashed under the seat |
But I’m a rudebwoy, plus everything is legit (You knew it) |
Worked too damn hard for my things (That's right) |
I’m a celeb, I heard +99 Problems+ |
But understand that every rudebwoy is a king |
So we watched, no face, and just play along |
Everything I own’s bling to the ding (Dun'know) |
Them niggas think they have me shook but they dead wrong |
Them pigs vexed Kardi youth have a little bit of fame |
Didn’t find nothin', so they screw-faced |
Plus I never ever once lost my cool (No way!) |
It’s just a story of an everyday black man |
Give thanks that the beast never pulled out they tools |
You see I, yes I am an everyday rudebwoy |
I am an everyday, an everyday rudebwoy |
I’m an everyday rudebwoy, I’m an everyday rudebwoy |
I used to check this girl off in the West set |
Had a baby girl by some dude |
I used to hear second-hand from her brethren |
That the youth was vexed, «Yo Kardinal I need food» |
I used to hang with the girl every now and then |
First met her chillin' out at the club |
Body bangin' like she was in King magazine |
Chopped her still, even though I wasn’t rollin' on dubs |
She used to live in the middle of the ghetto |
Chickens yellin' on the block in the hood |
Sometimes I used to hear the shots bellow |
But they respect what I’m doin', so you know it’s all good |
So as I’m rollin' off, the baby father rollin' out |
The youth lookin' at me dead in my eye |
I said «You should have stuck it out with your family |
But now that’s girl’s mean, so don’t screw-face me!» |
Because… |
I am an everyday rudebwoy, I’m an everyday |
I am an everyday rudebwoy, I’m an everyday |
I am an evI am an everyday rudebwoy, yes I am |
I’m a rudebwoy yes eryday rudebwoy, everyday, everyday yeah |
I am |
This is a story of my everyday, what! |
Black Jays presentation |
Ray Rob, Kardinal |
(I'm a rudebwoy yes, I’m a rudebwoy yes |
Oh yeah, yeah) |