You might gotta
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Y'know I'm saying you might gotta go Earl's
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And get you a chili cheese dawg to cruise around in this one
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J Skillz what's poppin baby
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What's cool baby
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Sun shining on this new day
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Yes it is
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In the daytime
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I cruise the city and mind the ladies waistline
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To the bassline
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Some old quick shit
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Or maybe me perhaps
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Throwing 2s at the new coups
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With the feet to match
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Got my new sneakers (Check)
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Got my new beeper (Check)
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Blackberry keep me connected like the reefer man
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Seat back and my speakers blarin
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Moon roof slight over-cast
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But I'm so over that
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I over gas onto the over pass
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I'm so slow it's like I'm born fast
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How annoying is that?
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I'm so cold I got the annoying back
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I'm on the road in them Jordan packs
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And I'm damn sporting black laces in em
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And my Louie got faces in em
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And you can give me that Ma
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As long as you ain't got braces in em
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Now say it with em
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In the daytime
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I don't know man you like
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Y'know I'm saying
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You gotta, you gotta let that moon roof go on this one
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So necessary on this one
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Y'know mean
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You gotta, you gotta get that car wash across from R's Wings
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Today was a good day too Cube
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Picked up a pair of shoes, nice t, and some cooked food
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Hit the wine with it
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Saw my ex spent some time with it
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Quick session did the grind with it
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Shes so mine with it
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Marc Jacobs she so fine with it
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Mack gloss, a lil shine with it
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Bonita Applebaum, put me on a lil Tribe with it
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It feel good close your eyes with it
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Look to the sky baby
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That's not a plane that's your guy baby
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I shine hard like amoral
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I don't be warming up
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Come in the game they gone warm you up
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Your girl say you ain't warm enough
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She wanna join with us
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I told Jason he could join her up
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It's for life he better warn her first
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We don't play like smush in the playoffs
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The swoosh on my J Ross
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SOB lampin like crooks on a day off
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We kick push in a weight off
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No I'm not sellin but if I was I ain't tellin
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(Shhhh)
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In the daytime
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It's like
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It be one of them days where
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It be like December and it like be 83 out in this motherfucker
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Y'know I'm sayin, this that
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Y'know I mean
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You just be crusiing like
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In the daytime
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Born in God's likeness
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Kids in L.A say yeah I wanna be like him
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So I try and write some nice good hymns for em
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Get my bars up
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You know hit the gym for em
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I'm just trying to win for em
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Slide up Lay-gray baby hit the tin for em
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Standing tall as a tiger shit I'm a benz for em
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South central or either I'm like a prince for em
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Sent form by a higher power
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They biting my style but catch me anywhere
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My frequent miles fly up
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Local celebrity live life yours will never be
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That of a Kennedy
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Don't be mad at the pedigree
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Best ever shit?
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I better be
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Nah I'm just trying to become a better me
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Kill this in trey, leather seats
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Hmm like two Carrea deep
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But G4 got them Carreas beat
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Fuck I care I'm off Albera street,
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Nigga this forever E
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In the daytime
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Y'know mean, and throw like 30 in your tank too
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I'm tired of seeing y'all niggas on lagera and Slawson
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Every nigga that be there in their Hummers and shit
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Like yo, can I get ten on two?
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In The Daytime
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Dom Kennedy |