Break 'em
Shit, uh, yo
Yeah
Uh
Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked the breakfast with no hog (yeah)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I want to dig out (wassup?)
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinking, "Will I live another twenty fo'?"
I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin' y'all
"Which park, are y'all playin' basketball?"
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week, fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin' niggas every way like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day (shit)
Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin', didn't even look in a nigga's direction
As I ran the intersection
Went to Short Dog's house, they was watchin' Yo! Mtv Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of niggas and watch me break 'em
With the 7, 7-11, 7-11
7, even back do' Little Joe
I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin', "Domino"
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day (shit)
Left my nigga's house paid (what)
Picked up a girl been tryna fuck since the twelfth grade
It's ironic, I had the brew, she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep, so deep, so deep put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun (yeah)
Drove her to the pad and I'm coasting
Took another sip of the potion, hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read "Ice Cube's a pimp" (yeah)
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Halfway home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn't even have to use my AK
I gotta say it was a good day (shit)
Ay, wait, wait a minute Pooh, stop this shit
What the fuck I'm thinking about?
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Arthur Lee Goodman, O'kelly Jr. Isley, S. Robinson, Ernest Isley, Marvin Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Bernard Isley, Chris Jasper, H. Ray
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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