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jay capone - everyday thang lyrics

[intro]
yeah, hahaha, flossin’ (here we go again), tossin’
westside g thang!

[verse 1: jay capone]
once again it’s me, who you thought it was supposed to be?
sippin’ hennessy, me, od and enemy
ridin’ down the ‘shaw in a blue mc
lookin’ for that lucky lady, who gon’ spend the night with me
that’s how it be when you a full fledged g
we got the look, the style, plus we rollin’ on gold d’s
and everybody, yeah they know where i’m from
so if you thinkin’ ’bout jackin’, you better bring a gang of guns
we on slauson, flossin’, here we go
light turn green, women chasin’ the vehicle
and overdose got a gang of bud
we pullin’ over to the side so i can see w-ssup (w-ssup?)
it’s a monday, but every day’s a weekend to me
now let’s see, who gon’ do some freakin’ with me?
is it the driver? h-ll nah, she look wack
the p-ssenger? no, i’m cool holmes, she too fat
look in the back then i said “yeah i’ll take that”
the girl was stacked plus she looked like a hoodrat
i grabbed her number and her name then i’m off mayne
still on a misson to crack some mo’ fresh game
i see some bustas lookin’ at me funny
but i just look and laugh, cause i’m all about gettin’ money
i hit a switch on a b-tch and watch her beam
“ain’t you that rapper that i seen in a magazine?”
yeah, that’s me, and i’m only livin’ ok
i’m young jay, and this the type of things that i do every day

[chorus] x2
drinkin’ a six, smoke the bomb and get paid
low ride and clown, mack and get laid
roll deep down the strip, dip and parlay
now these the type of things that we do every day (uh)

(in the background) it’s an every day thang
livin’ in the game, start gettin’ my money then hey
it’s an every day thaang
ain’t nothin’ changed, drinkin’, smoke bomb and get laid

[verse 2: jay capone]
a half a chick and a quarter peakin’ indica
be posted up, cause that’s what i’m sendin’ ya
ain’t no pretendin’, a baller do live swell
but hush your mouth fool, i don’t wanna go to jail
i love my chips and my women too much
but don’t get it twisted boy cause i still don’t give a f-ck
you know what’s up, chip pour me another cup
of that ‘gnac and shake on some mo’ good stuff
and let’s get bliss, homie don’t be acting sketch
roll with my cl1ck and you can see we real with this
i’ma be out for a good time
i see your girl lookin’ at me and your girl lookin’ real fine
so what am i supposed to do?
i got no time for no game so i’m swervin’ to the next lane
too many women out here to playa hate
plus i know her anyway, that trick stank in a water gate
so i continue on my mission, fishin’
today gon’ be the bomb, i got a funny suspicion, wishin’
that all my homies locked down was free
especially cash, lil’ boss and baby sleep
but we still deep, everywhere we go, real deep
the whole cl1ck packin’ nothin’ but big heat
pluck off the street to the last park ??
this just a taste of the every day things we do

[chorus] x2
drinkin’ a six, smoke the bomb and get paid
low ride and clown, mack and get laid
roll deep down the strip, dip and parlay
now these the type of things that we do every day (uh)

(simultaneously) it’s an every day thang
livin’ in the game, start gettin’ my money then hey
it’s an every day thaang
ain’t nothin’ changed, drinkin’, smoke bomb and get laid

[verse 3: jay capone]
now as the day goes by and the night falls in
another hard n-gga flossin’, still sippin’ on hen
we at the homie ?? shootin’ cr-ps
blue bird and baby smiley in the backyard bustin’ raps
n-gga here come baby curt and smoke
the grinch is posted up, p-ssed off cause he got broke
and everybody on cloud nine
and homie here come one-time, sight turned ?? alpine
and let the peers gun on by
plus some freaks just came, and they wanna know what’s up for the night
it ain’t nothin’ but a gardena gangsta party
we ?? the bomb and drink bacardi
let’s get it started, time for us to flex again
that’s dmx, and ghost and black mexican
we got playas and hustlers from way back
bgs and ogs and guess what? we all mack
that’s a fact, can’t you tell by the pimp hats?
sit back relax, and watch how these playas act
spittin’ game baby girl, yeah we good at that
just give me ten minutes and i’ll be slippin’ on the jimmy hat
don’t be afraid, baby cause it’s ok
i’m young jay, and this the type of things that i do every day

[chorus] x2
drinkin’ a six, smoke the bomb and get paid
low ride and clown, mack and get laid
roll deep down the strip, dip and parlay
now these the type of things that we do every day (uh)

(simultaneously) it’s an every day thang
livin’ in the game, start gettin’ my money then hey
it’s an every day thaang
ain’t nothin’ changed, drinkin’, smoke bomb and get laid

[outro] x4
it’s an every day thang, livin’ in the game
listen to the guns go bang bang

it’s an every day thang, hey…

- jay capone lyrics

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