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Bad Day
作词:Albert Goodman, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, O'shea Jackson, Christopher H Jasper, Harry Milton Ray, Sylvia Robinson
A bad day
Just wakin' up in the mornin', gotta thank God Got my ass cheeks stuck to a fishin' rod Where's the dogs? Ain't no frogs Momma cookin' breakfast with no log
I got my grub on but didn't pig out No Thanksgivin' so we eatin', carry out This dude came through my front door He said I wouldn't live to see a 24
I gotta go 'cause I got on flip flops If I sold out then my feet 'll drop Had to stop at the red light Everybody laughin' at my yellow dirt bike
And everything's alright I got a beep from Sherry, she's a transvestite Called up my homies and I'm askin' y'all Bring twenty bottles of alcohol
Playin' football and I'm trouble They gave me the ball, I fumbled And I can't believe my best friend's gay Today was a bad day
Today was a bad day Today was fucked up
I bust my ass in the shower Got on this fresh new baby powder Kids, just today these fools tried to blast me Saw the police and got my ass beat
No flexin', wooped my ass in the intersection Till I shoot, that's the question Went to Big Fam house to watch the Rap City Shootin' them craps, I got 50
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em A circle a niggas, watch me all fake 'em They beat my ass, I need nine, 9/11 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They threw my ass through the back door
They took all my cash flow Punched me in the chest and kicked me in the asshole I just found out my best friend's gay Today was a bad day
Today was a bad day Today was fucked up
Left my homies, house paid Picked up this chick, been tryin' rape since the twelfth grade It's ironic, the pigeons is the man And Artest fired on a fan
Took a trip to Miami Got my ass beat at the 21st Grammy My dick is so weak, so weak So weak I put my own ass to sleep
Woke her up around one He didn't hesitate to say that she didn't cum Ridin' down seven mile coastin', smoken on the potion Rubbin' on some baby oil lotion
And nothin' seems to work out She smacked me in the face and murked out Today was like one of those bad dreams Jackin' off with a bowl full of whip cream
Helicopter lookin' for the murderer Two in the mornin' got the Coney Island burger Even with the lights of the Good Year blimp And it read Bizarre ain't shit
Drunk as hell and I'm throwin' up Pager cut off so you know it ain't blowin' up I found out that my best friend was gay Today was a bad day
Today was a bad day Today was fucked up
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