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peezy - got it all day lyrics

got it all day lyrics
[intro]
yeah

[verse]
got it all day, don’t wanna talk, got what you need
got them bricks of girl and we got raw and ’bows of weed
who you shoppin’ with if you ain’t shoppin’ with the kid?
i brought all my nigs, all we know is do it big
i been fresh since a kid, ask about me in the streets
hit your ass in a wig, ask about us when it’s beef
whole hood in the feds, only one still on the streets
so until i sit down, i’ma ball like the heat
walk in somerset and spend a thousand on my feet
walk inside the club, spend a thousand on a freak
tees in the summer, in the winter, it’s the mink
you already know how i do, b_tch, it’s me
ain’t no cap in my rap, ain’t no shame in my game
i got dirt in my soda, got vss in my chain
you ain’t never seen a check for fifty thousand in your name
i done bust down rollies, i done left them b_tches plain
ten on my now, why you think i’m poppin’ sh_t?
racks on me in the booth, them b_tches give me confidence
b_tch n_ggas still hatin’, but they still ain’t stoppin’ sh_t
i’ma go do my time, come back home and drop a bent’
f_ck the rap game, i can’t say that sh_t enough
thirty in my pocket, you ain’t made this in a month
hit me if you shoppin’, i got flavors in the trunk
you can’t buy the whole thing, i’ll break them b_tches up
fourteen hundred for the sweater ’cause it’s gucci
smell like creed, make a ho give me that coochie
lights, cameras, action, in the club makin’ movies
when i speak on the blender, n_gga, we ain’t makin’ smoothies
talkin’ ’bout them grams of raw, what’s your budget?
sell ’em for a hundred a gram ’cause you can cut it
you can put a half on one and they’ll love it
take this sh_t out of town, come back a rich motherf_cker
i done broke h_lla scales, i done broke b_tches’ hearts
n_gga, i done been broke, that’s how i broke my granny jar
twenty_eight when it’s soft, twenty_four when it’s hard
i’ll put the strap down and break a p_ssy n_gga jaw
sixty on the watch, yeah, i do this sh_t for soda
twenty on the chain, i’ma do this ’til it’s over
seen my n_gga fuji get indicted in dakota
i don’t talk on the phone, wanna see me, b_tch, come over
iced up records, ghetto boyz, wavy gang, ho
forty n_ggas with us, b_tch, we got ’bout eighty chains on
listenin’ to, “f_ck the chicken up,” that’s my theme song
i’ll f_ck some chicken up and leave out with your main ho
b_tch, i’m in the mafia, i ain’t talkin’ dame, though
all blues on me, b_tch, but i ain’t in no gang, though
yeah, that n_gga might be gettin’ money, but he lame, though
million_dollar n_gga, that’s without a watch and chain on, b_tch
[outro]
ayy
let the beat ride out, dave
you already know we ain’t doin’ hooks no more, n_gga
that sh_t over, let’s go

- peezy lyrics

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