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Just wakin' up in the mornin', gotta thank God
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I don't know, but today seems kinda odd
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No barkin' from the dog, no smog
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And mama cooked the breakfast with no hog
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I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
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Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
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Hooked it up for later as I hit the door
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Thinkin', "Will I live another 24?"
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I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop-top
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And if I hit the switch, I can make the *** drop
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Had to stop at a red light
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Lookin' in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
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And everything is alright
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I got a beep from Kim, and she can do it all night
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Called up the homies, and I'm askin' y'all
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"Which park are y'all playin' basketball?"
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Get me on the court and I'm trouble
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Last week, messed around and got a triple-double
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Freakin' brothers every way like MJ
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I can't believe today was a good day
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Drove to the pad and hit the showers
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Didn't even get no static from the cowards
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'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
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Saw the police and they rolled right past me
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No flexin', didn't even look in a brother's direction
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as I ran the intersection
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Went to Short Dog's house, they was watchin' Yo! MTV Raps
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What's the haps on the craps?
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Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
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Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em with the seven
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7-11, 7-11, seven, even back door Little Joe
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I picked up the cash flow
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Then we played bones, and I'm yellin', "Domino"
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Plus, nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
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Today was a good day
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Left my homie's house paid (word)
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Picked up a girl been tryna dig since the 12th grade
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It's ironic, I had the brew, she had the chronic
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The Lakers beat the Supersonics
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Felt on the big fat fanny
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Pulled out the jammy and killed the punani
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And my jimmy runs deep, so deep
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So deep put her butt to sleep
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Woke her up around one
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She didn't hesitate to call Ice Cube the top gun
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Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin'
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Took another sip of the potion, hit the three-wheel motion
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I was glad everything had worked out
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Dropped her butt off and then chirped out
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Today was like one of those fly dreams
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Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams
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No helicopter lookin' for the murder
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Two in the morning, got the Fatburger
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Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
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And it read "Ice Cube's a Pimp"
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Drunk as hell but no throwin' up
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Halfway home and my pager still blowin' up
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Today I didn't even have to use my AK
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I gotta say it was a good day
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