It Was a Great Day

[Intro: DJ Drama & (Pharrell)]

See it's funny right?

I had a real good day yesterday

And then today, I had an even better day

('Sup L.A? Haha)

But the thing is, AMG we signed another deal today

(Skateboard P)

So tomorrow is gon' be great

[Verse 1]

Yo

Me and a few shorties

Landed on a tour met Paris Hilton right before me

Long Beach, where skinny niggas carry strong heat

And take giant steps like King Kong's feet

[Break]

It's Gangsta Grillz ya bastards

[Verse 1]

Yo

Me and a few shorties

Landed on a tour met Paris Hilton right before me

Long Beach, where skinny niggas carry strong heat

And take giant steps like King Kong's feet

I'm in the 'Burban, the window's down I'm feelin' fervent

Where palm trees and trash clash, I'm so observant

Got my connections to I-C-E

So no matter what sets we on it's like TV

The bitches got hay fever, their face turn red

Because they say "Hi" with their eyes, but I'm not a hay reader

This ain't a game and there ain't no play meter

I can read her mind and, it says "Feed her"

We go to Matsuhisa's where it ain't a lot of people

Where they look at your watch, and proper they will treat you

Me and my niggas toast we seen the best of the boats

Next year in Aspen, we gon' ski the rest of the slopes

Mind your business that's just a note

And don't be flexin' your coat 'less you expect to float

That ain't no threat, and it's less than a joke

These niggas mark men, marksmen professional

They from the jungle where baking soda dress the coke

And uphill addicts watch their skin just float

Huh, but today was a good day

[Verse 2]

In my chain I got the pink Laffy Taffy, the white Laffy Taffy

The blue Laffy Taffy, the yellow is so flashy

But it wasn't always like this exactly

Niggas laughed at me, the bitches treated me nasty

I was a backpacker, now the gat-grabber

The only elevation seemed like the crack ladder

But then I heard Del, and the Hieroglyphics

And The Pharcyde and the Tribe "Can I Kick" shit

Got my backpack, started raisin' my knees

Stompin' in place while my niggas makin' G's

Rapping to myself man even making beats

And the milli's keep my chilly man I keep makin' heat

I'm like a vato you ain't takin' shit

And since I was about 9 I've been skatin' please

Now I'm in the hills with some US Magazine ho

Tellin' me to call her on ICECREAMs her dream clothes

Game like a tendril, money like a spin wheel

And retarded is my pencil don't give the nigga one inch he'll

Go yard, I rock Goyard, "What's that?" Oh god

I deal with LV but that's so hard

But I stick with LV cause I get it no charge

[Outro]

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