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hardo & jimmy wopo – today’s a good day lyrics

[chorus: hardo]
we do what we want
you do what they say
we tryna get money baby
laughing to bank like
ha-ha-ha, today’s a good day
f-ck what’s going on
man a n-gg- getting paid
twenties, fifties, hundreds
she on that pole tryna pay her way through college
go’n get your money baby
ha-ha-ha, today’s a good day
f-ck what’s going on
man a n-gg- getting paid

[verse 1: hardo]
i made 20 racks off them 20 packs
i spent 20 racks flying there and back
she just want to f-ck, don’t want to get attached
she just want to f-ck ‘cause i’m to the max
just so you know i got that package on the way now
i think i trust her, i can f-ck her where i stay now
you know i got to count the money ‘fore i lay down
cause in the morning i wake up, they’re making plays now, yeah
and you know i got to get the money n-gg-, i’ma get it get it
and lil woadie man i can’t be f-ckin’ with you if he ain’t with it
and lil shawty baby can’t be comin’ with us girl if she ain’t with it
cause at any minute
n-gg- i’ma blow this b-tch up

[verse 2: jimmy wopo]
trigger for the money
seven up, double cup for the muddy
pimpin’, i could sell a snow bunny
got juice with the d, no sunny
on my way to the a just to meet sonny
i just do it for my youngins and the fiends buggin’
wake up every day, i’m chasing hundreds
[?] i’m ok when i’m road-running
listen to me youngin, might learn something
i ain’t never had a n-gg- teach me nothing
young n-gg- and my address 800
easter pink in my drink, i ain’t egg hunting
[?] mac all black with the beam b-tton
we just came for the b-tches, no mean mugging
every time on the scene you know i bring luggage
the rock drop when he smell what jimmy g’s cooking
it’s just too fun to be a young n-gg- (young n-gg-)
she want to swallow my sons n-gg- (my c-m n-gg-)
watch all the n-gg-s that run with you (them young n-gg-s)
them be the n-gg-s that don’t f-ck with you (f-ck n-gg-s)
draco, it came with a drum n-gg-
you cannot eat when we want dinner
i cannot lie, i’m a syrup sipper
i give the ones to the new strippers

[verse 3: wiz khalifa]
leave it to me, i’ma get a weed degree
i made it and i blame it all on the streets
taught me how to hustle when i needed to eat
even gave me a place to sleep
now mami calling for that late night creep
i tried to tell ‘em that i’m so unique
now i get paid every day of the week
that money talks so we hardly speak
i never leave unless my job complete
and keep some chuck taylors on my feet
my team always on point like a pair of cleats
my homies do what they want without a care or need
if you don’t want to crash they got a careful speed
the situation ain’t right, then be prepared to leave
i’m only here to please

[outro: wiz khalifa]
gang gang
khalifa man, you already know what it is
my n-gg- hardo, my n-gg- jimmy wopo
trapnese, you know what this thing is man, pittsburgh
and if you motherf-ckers aren’t getting your cake
i feel bad for y’all
matter fact that’s your motherf-ckin’ fault
cause my n-gg-s gon’ eat
412, let’s go
*wiz laugh*

- hardo jimmy wopo lyrics

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