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ndz (ndizzy) - my day lyrics

[verse 1: k-sizzlle]
it’s a nice day up in yoko (up in yoko)
i came to the land, now i’m solo (i’m solo but)
i ain’t never trip, thats a no-no (thats a no-no)
i’m just tryna stack these cookies, soo i gotta make the dough (ayye)
gimme the cash, gimme the green (gimme the green)
i was writin’ letters, weren’t received (weren’t received)
soo i took them back and brought the heat (brought the heat)
now the room is fillin’ up with f-ckin’ smoke and i can’t see

[verse 2: ndz]
(ayye, yuuh)
f-ck it, i get it
you think that you hit it
the way that you did it, it wasn’t no different
(from the other time, we did this sh-t)
yuuh
where the f-cks my lean, i needa sip (needa sip)
these people in my lane, they needa switch yuuh (needa switch)
they think they k!llin’ my vibe, they sh-t on my pride
then push it together, then put it aside
cause i ain’t got time, to deal wit’ they lies
they petty, they switch up, they play wit’ your mind (ouuu)
soo open your eyes, and read thru the lines (ouuu)
talkin’ that sh-t, hit you right in your spine

[hook: ndz]
these people try to bring me down, yaah (ayye)
these people don’t want me around, yaah (ayye)
they try to rain on my parade, yaah (ayye)
they try to f-ck up my day
but they can’t ruin my day
they can’t ruin my day
i’m just tryna get this yen, yeah i’m tryna get paid
they think they keepin’ up with me, let them know it’s too late
cause they ain’t goin’ anywhere, carryin’ all that hate
ohh yeaah

[verse 3: sean d]
d-mn all these haters, messin’ with my feng shui (feng shui)
sorry i got your girl, feelin’ some type of way (type of way)
i don’t care bout the sh-t that you say (you say)
cause i won’t let it all ruin my day (ayye)
it’s that addict sean d, with ndz (yuuh) on the beat
and i be singin’ til’ i can’t, f-ckin’ breathe (breathe)
you can find us out here in the far east (far east)
just found out your b-tch bought a flight, ha overseas
chyuuh, i be chillin’ wit’ the yoko clique
makin’ beats, stackin’ paper, that’s just all it is
bouta pull up in your spot like who daat? skrrt, skrrt
it’s the motherf-ckin’ wolf pack
yuuh, it’s the motherf-ckin’ wolf pack (wolf pack)
my shooters got that five point fifty six and they go cl!ck clack (cl!ck clack)
i don’t really give a f-ck about, ughh, this and that (this that)
b-tch get back before my hitters come up, and that’s a wrap

[outro: k-sizzlle, ndz]
sup b-tch
hit me up on @kaelinkhammala
or you can call me 080-3700—–
ayye
suck my d-ck first

- ndz ndizzy lyrics

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