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murs – one uh those days كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1: reverie]
i can’t wait to quit this f-ckin’ job
light up my cigarette
exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus
i’m stinkin’ like some french fries
i’m thirsty, i’m tired
tomorrow i might cuss my boss out and get fired
sittin’ in the corner, mindin’ my business
the f-ck this b-tch lookin’ at? i know she h-lla trippin’
(f-ck you lookin’ at?)
got nothin’ better to do than start problems on public transportation
what a pathetic existence
she’s d-gg-n’ with persistence, uh
this b-tch is comin’ up to me, girl you don’t wanna f-ck with me
waste no time, post up, blows thrown
the sh-t you gotta deal with in the big city just tryin’ to go home
what a sh-tty day, can’t wait to hit my sheets
i can’t wait to get my car i’m f-ckin’ tired of these streets
(i’m f-ckin’ sick of this f-ckin’ bullsh-t)
yo, today been h-lla breezy, receivin’ h-lla tips
next customer in line, i can’t believe it’s that b-tch (oh h-ll no)
i gotta be professional, so i ain’t poppin’ off
but don’t trip, i’ll put that special in that extra special sauce, hoe

[hook: murs]
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days

[verse 2: murs]
hope i don’t go back to slangin’ yayo
roll a dollar, about to head up to drayo’s
never had to lay low
always had a halo
plus i got a b-tch to suck my d-ck when i say so
and ayo
the f-ck?
this n-gga hit me up, out the side of his truck
i’m like.. what?
n-gga this midtown
bust a u-turn if you really wanna get down
oh sh-t, he really ’bout to turn around
hol’ up
let me turn my music d- i said, say my n-gga
oh sh-t, he pullin’ out the hammer
a left-minded home, i was in my pajamas
see, i woke up late
realized i hadn’t ate
went to my favorite place and thought that i would be straight
i hop back in my whip, tried to run the n-gga over
hopin’ that he didn’t see the plates on the rover
made a right on cloverdale, then a left
parked in the driveway, then ran up the steps
i grabbed my piece, hopped back in the streets
i know this young motherf-cker don’t really want beef
look, i’m 30-something, still down to murder something
but when i stopped to think about it, it was all over nothing
so f-ck it
i’m about to head to the crib
then… aww, sh-t
look who it is!
i know this motherf-cker ain’t really gettin’ tacos
i parked in the red, grabbed my sh-t and i walked slow
right up behind him, i put my gun in his back
i said, “yeah my n-gga, what was up with all of that?”
“f-ck what you wanna do, this what you gonna do.”
“hands in your pocket, keep your eyeb-lls in front of you.”
then this lady came and kissed him on the cheek
he said “hi, mom”, and then they both start to speak
i said, “ah, sh-t. this young punk.”
“he g-ngb-ngin’ when he ’bout to meet his mama for lunch?”
the line for the tacos was long anyways, so i walked off laughin’
it was one of those days

[hook: murs]
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days
one uh those, one uh those, one uh those
one uh those , one uh those days

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