Uccchh - All Day Lyrics

Mustard greens
Turkey thighs
Grocery list, just to get by
Mama text my phone but the bitch still blocked
Pull up to the bar while yall pour'n up shots
Limit tapped at 3 like the eastiest crip
You cover the tab, i'm contemplatin the tip
Hate don't live here no more
Self love still to explore
Love galore
Told the story quite well
And just like that I'm under yo spelll
Sometimes physically, sometimes other
Smooth lips smooth ass
Just like butta
Fix me up a plate hope you round to fork
Spoonin cooo baby but yo presence real sport
Don't make it to practice
Me, i come to play
Play with my punani baby and I'll cum all day

All day all day
All day I come spit game
Unless it's games you play'n
In that case there's no space
No space for lames
No fakes
Discipline keeps me straight
The only straight I claim
Since fingers slipped that day

That day? You say
Always, no way
Red-black box keeps Aunt Flo's trip safe
No issues jus day 28
Cycle continues regardlay
Life goes on so we play our role
As much as times keep tell'n us no
Pullin out, play around or jus pretend
That shit there that new birth controoooooolllllll
STOP
Hot chicken none new to me
Cold chicken success the anomaly
Stepped to the mic wit my jewelry
I ain't droolin, Yall ain't foolin or schoolin me
Ran it back N you had extra laps to run
Marathon niggas here, we jus havin fun
Under the sun we stun
So what's done is done
All day

All day all day
All day I come spit game
Unless it's games you play'n
In that case there's no space
No space for lames
No fakes
Discipline keeps me straight
The only straight I claim
Since fingers slipped that day