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You might gottaY'know I'm saying you might gotta go Earl'sAnd get you a chili cheese dawg to cruise around in this oneJ Skillz whats poppin babyWhats cool babySun shining on this new dayYes it isIn the daytimeI cruise the city and mind the ladies waistlineTo the basslineSome old quick shitOr maybe me perhapsThrowing 2s at the new coupsWith the feet to matchGot my new sneakers (Check)Got my new beeper (Check)Blackberry keep me connected like the reefer manSeat back and my speakers blarinMoon roof slight over-castBut I'm so over thatI over gas onto the over passI'm so slow it's like I'm born fastHow annoying is that?I'm so cold I got the annoying backI'm on the road in them Jordan packsSongtexteAnd I'm damn sporting black laces in emAnd my Louie got faces in emAnd you can give me that MaAs long as you ain't got braces in emNow say it wit emIn the daytimeI don't know man you likeY'know I'm saying You gotta, you gotta let that moon roof go on this oneSo necessary on this oneY'know meanYou gotta, you gotta get that car wash across from R's WingsToday was a good day too CubePicked up a pair of shoes, nice t, and some cooked foodHit the wine wit itSaw my ex spent some time wit itQuick session did the grind wit itShes so mine wit itMarc Jacobs she so fine wit itMack gloss, a lil shine wit itBonita Applebaum, put me on a lil Tribe wit itIt feel good close your eyes wit itLook to the sky babyThat's not a plane that's your guy babyI shine hard like amoralI don't be warming upCome in the game they gone warm you upYour girl say you ain't warm enoughShe wanna join with usI told Jason he could join her upIt's for life he better warn her firstWe don't play like smush in the playoffsThe swoosh on my J RossSOB lampin like crooks on a day offWe kick push in a weight offNo I'm not sellin but if I was I ain't tellin(Shhhh)In the daytimeIt's likeIt be one of them days whereIt be like December and it like be 83 out in this motherfuckerY'know I'm sayin, this thatY'know I meanYou just be crusiing likeIn the daytimeBorn in God's likenessKids in L.A say yeah I wanna be like himSo I try and write some nice good hymns for emGet my bars upYou know hit the gym for emI'm just trying to win for emSlide up Lay-gray baby hit the tin for emStanding tall as a tiger shit I'm a benz for emSouth central or either I'm like a prince for emSent form by a higher powerThey biting my style but catch me anywhereMy frequent miles fly upLocal celebrity live life yours will never beThat of a KennedyDon't be mad at the pedigreeBest ever shit?I better beNah I'm just trying to become a better meKill this in trey, leather seatsHmm like two Carrea deepBut G4 got them Carreas beatFuck I care I'm off Albera street,Nigga this forever EIn the daytimeY'know mean, and throw like 30 in your tank tooI'm tired of seeing y'all niggas on lagera and SlawsonEvery nigga that be there in their Hummers and shitLike yo, can I get ten on two? Aus Songtexte Mania