Dj Quik - Ev'ryday Lyrics

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Now now who be the top O G from the W? Who?

Gang bang with heat that's what I'm telling you

If you feel defeat within'll dwell on you

And you ain't got enough chip of what I'm sellin' you

Now get up out them bandanas try denim

'Cus if you keep 'em on you gon' die in 'em

Pop in that in that and that hood

Hell I even call a little funkin' in the back woods

I give props to St Louis props to Memphis

Buck the dirt weed homie let's hit this

Props to Minneapolis props to Mejico

Or where ever we go the C P T flows

Four deep in the Lexo

Rollin' chrome and all wood

All up in the wrong hood

Where bitches is no good but pussy be so good

Now that's your wife but that my trick

And if you taste rubber then that's my ooh

Don't panic I didn't bareback her

I manage to fight feelin' she was givin' none

Now you got her in bandages

And walkin' through the complex cussin' out managers

They let us in playa we got advantages

Truth is she had homies I was horny

So we laid on the bed and made sandwiches

Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by

Keep an eye on they started spotted [Incomprehensible] I don't know why

Turned my back on an awesome party I'ma stay well guarded

And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine

Then we can get it started

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Yeah Crawf Dog come through slap meat in ya mouth

Beatin' it out yeah we freaked it out

You sure know how to get a brother off

Off ya good when ya skeetin' it out

So we seepin' out creepin' out

Hittin' hotels and eatin' out

She got dropped off at the corner of the block

'Cus the man got heat in the house

I seen the nigga peepin' out

What what you gon' shoot?

You got a deuce-deuce? Aw that's cute

Scooter better scoot with his little boot

Before I put holes in him like a flute

So do I have to make the call to make you fall

You shit our shit come through the walls

You better not duck with ya ass in the air

'Cus I'ma knock off ya balls!

Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by

Keep an eye on they started spotted [Incomprehensible] I don't know why

Turned my back on an awesome party I'ma stay well guarded

And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine

Then we can get it started

I ain't givin' no respect to you bustas

That ain't givin' none to me why should I?

And when shit get kicked up on the asphalt

Don't come run to me

'Cus I'ma be up all in the S class doin' doughnuts

Lookin' for the best ass to fit on nuts

He said she said you talk a lot

Peel a niggas eardrums back in the parkin' lot

Ya need to shut up

Lyin' and you puttin' too much on it

Tellin' that story with a touch on it

'Cus pimpin' takes care of the playboy

That let it take care of the P

You too! If you wasn't so concerned of another niggas business

How many cars he got how many kids

And how many stars he knocked

How many years you done did that couldn't been spent on you

So get on out and get it crackin'

And send me a broad that's packin'

I need a little yellow real mellow playin' cello in the twelve grade

Lookin' for a selve made G

One that comes from the C P T

The DJ Q U I K with no C

Not to gang bang sucka let my nuts hang

Getting down Crawf and J D

Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by

Keep an eye on they started spotted [Incomprehensible] I don't know why

Turned my back on an awesome party I'ma stay well guarded

And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine

Then we can get it started

Ev'ryday I gotta watch these suckas roll by

Keep an eye on they started spotted [Incomprehensible] I don't know why

Turned my back on an awesome party I'ma stay well guarded

And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine

Then we can get it started

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