Who are these dumb kids, Who's gonna sit these SATs when all these little G's want stripes
And someone to f*ck with
With stripes and GATs to jump in SUVs, They're trying to put youts on T's, put the key in
Ignition and go on the mission and make that boy rest in , peace.
We're riding to go puncture holes , punch a bro for backing a foe straight, we don't
Bend or fold.
Oblivious killings, Olympic drillings, who's gonna win that gold
Damn bro, you done him up vicious, who's gonna rest your soul.
She plump and thick, she already knows, she due to tek that bone, tek that home, f*ck
That slow, we grown, we can never rep that code, Day 2 came through with a pack of
That cheddar, can't finesse the gang my brother, shit we get rocky, come like Sylvester, rest
Up, all my brothers life messed up, she kepa tool if tings , try test us. She Kepa
In goal , assisting the bros , she's prime Iniesta , MAUD.
Day 2, day 2, day 2, not me it's you , day 2. Yeah, yeah, Californian, lay ya
Down in your cemetery, phone rings off, can't get up and I cba for Barbara Beverly. Handle
Flows, Palm Springs, vacation waiting, crease on a boat, crease on a beach, views mad
And i'll see sick shit, club toilet seat, catch some rays, just like my cup, I'm up all night
So I'm living the dream, up my cards, never.
Bluff my bars, never.......shit, rap not hard
Not ever. They're fillin the room, I'm feeling the energy, I'm chilling with G's, who, red
Eye, bun it up heavily.
Yo, I got about 3, 2 bars, you can never try dead the beef.
Yeahhh, feeling on me, yo boo, she's sober I'm off the Hennessy.
Yo, we can never be
Your crew, we're Day 2 we got the remedy,
We can never be your crew.
Day 2 - DADDY CHILL Lyrics
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Who are these dumb kids, Who's gonna sit these SATs when all these little G's want stripes
And someone to f*ck with
With stripes and GATs to jump in SUVs, They're trying to put youts on T's, put the key in
Ignition and go on the mission and make that boy rest in , peace.
We're riding to go puncture holes , punch a bro for backing a foe straight, we don't
Bend or fold.
Oblivious killings, Olympic drillings, who's gonna win that gold
Damn bro, you done him up vicious, who's gonna rest your soul.
She plump and thick, she already knows, she due to tek that bone, tek that home, f*ck
That slow, we grown, we can never rep that code, Day 2 came through with a pack of
That cheddar, can't finesse the gang my brother, shit we get rocky, come like Sylvester, rest
Up, all my brothers life messed up, she kepa tool if tings , try test us. She Kepa
In goal , assisting the bros , she's prime Iniesta , MAUD.
Day 2, day 2, day 2, not me it's you , day 2. Yeah, yeah, Californian, lay ya
Down in your cemetery, phone rings off, can't get up and I cba for Barbara Beverly. Handle
Flows, Palm Springs, vacation waiting, crease on a boat, crease on a beach, views mad
And i'll see sick shit, club toilet seat, catch some rays, just like my cup, I'm up all night
So I'm living the dream, up my cards, never.
Bluff my bars, never.......shit, rap not hard
Not ever. They're fillin the room, I'm feeling the energy, I'm chilling with G's, who, red
Eye, bun it up heavily.
Yo, I got about 3, 2 bars, you can never try dead the beef.
Yeahhh, feeling on me, yo boo, she's sober I'm off the Hennessy.
Yo, we can never be
Your crew, we're Day 2 we got the remedy,
We can never be your crew.
And someone to f*ck with
With stripes and GATs to jump in SUVs, They're trying to put youts on T's, put the key in
Ignition and go on the mission and make that boy rest in , peace.
We're riding to go puncture holes , punch a bro for backing a foe straight, we don't
Bend or fold.
Oblivious killings, Olympic drillings, who's gonna win that gold
Damn bro, you done him up vicious, who's gonna rest your soul.
She plump and thick, she already knows, she due to tek that bone, tek that home, f*ck
That slow, we grown, we can never rep that code, Day 2 came through with a pack of
That cheddar, can't finesse the gang my brother, shit we get rocky, come like Sylvester, rest
Up, all my brothers life messed up, she kepa tool if tings , try test us. She Kepa
In goal , assisting the bros , she's prime Iniesta , MAUD.
Day 2, day 2, day 2, not me it's you , day 2. Yeah, yeah, Californian, lay ya
Down in your cemetery, phone rings off, can't get up and I cba for Barbara Beverly. Handle
Flows, Palm Springs, vacation waiting, crease on a boat, crease on a beach, views mad
And i'll see sick shit, club toilet seat, catch some rays, just like my cup, I'm up all night
So I'm living the dream, up my cards, never.
Bluff my bars, never.......shit, rap not hard
Not ever. They're fillin the room, I'm feeling the energy, I'm chilling with G's, who, red
Eye, bun it up heavily.
Yo, I got about 3, 2 bars, you can never try dead the beef.
Yeahhh, feeling on me, yo boo, she's sober I'm off the Hennessy.
Yo, we can never be
Your crew, we're Day 2 we got the remedy,
We can never be your crew.
Writer: BRAD Brek, KED Kedder
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid