ice cube ft maliqnunes033@gmail.com - it was a good day remix lyrics
[intro]
break ’em
sh+t
yeah
yeah
yeah
uh
[verse1 ice cube]
just wakin’ up in the mornin’, gotta thank god
i don’t know, but today seems kinda odd
no barkin’ from the dog, no smog
and mama cooked the breakfast with no hog
i got my grub on, but didn’t pig out
finally got a call from a girl i wanna dig out
hooked it up for later as i hit the door
thinkin’, “will i live another twenty+four?”
i gotta go ’cause i got me a drop+top
and if i hit the switch, i can make the ass drop
had to stop at a red light
lookin’ in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
and everything is alright
i got a beep from kim, and she can f+ck all night
called up the homies and i’m askin’ y’all
“which park are y’all playin’ basketball?”
get me on the court and i’m trouble
last week, f+cked around and got a triple+double
freakin’ n+ggas every way like mj
i can’t believe today was a good day (sh+t
ayy ayy it was good day
drove my car
right up to the road
we don’t do nothing
right up the stars
can’t do nothing
road back
to the street
haha
we took a step back
cuzz you know
that you almost got jacked
ain’t nothing that we gonna
do about it
we drove in the past street
but you get punched
by me
you kicked by me
booyah
[verse 3 ice cube]
drove to the pad and hit the showers
didn’t even get no static from the cowards
’cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
saw the police and they rolled right past me
no flexin’, didn’t even look in a n+gga’s direction
as i ran the intersection
went to short dog’s house, they was watchin’ yo! mtv raps
what’s the haps on the cr+ps?
shake ’em up, shake ’em up, shake ’em up, shake ’em
roll ’em in a circle of n+ggas
and watch me break ’em with the seven, seven+eleven, seven+eleven, seven, even back door little joe
i picked up the cash flow
then we played bones, and i’m yellin’, “domino”
plus n0body i know got k!lled in south central l.a
today was a good day (sh+t)
[verse 4 ice cube]
left my n+gga’s house paid (word)
picked up a girl been tryna f+ck since the 12th grade
it’s ironic, i had the brew, she had the chronic
the lakers beat the supersonics
i felt on the big fat f+nny
pulled out the jammy and k!lled the punani
and my d+ck runs deep, so deep
so deep, put her ass to sleep
woke her up around one
she didn’t hesitate to call ice cube the top gun
drove her to the pad and i’m coastin’
took another sip of the potion, hit the three+wheel motion
i was glad everything had worked out
dropped her ass off and then chirped out
today was like one of those fly dreams
didn’t even see a berry flashin’ those high beams
no helicopter lookin’ for a murder
two in the mornin’, got the fatburger
even saw the lights of the goodyear blimp
and it read, “ice cube’s a pimp” (yeah)
drunk as h+ll, but no throwin’ up
halfway home and my pager still blowin’ up
today i didn’t even have to use my ak
i gotta say, it was a good day (sh+t)
[outro ice cube ]
hey, wait, wait a minute
pooh, stop this sh+t
what the f+ck am i thinkin’ about?
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