Zero

Zero - Lovely Day songtekst

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(feat. Lil' Flip & Big Shasta) 



[talking:] 

Yeah uh, Lil' Flip in the building nigga 

We talking bout lovely days, getting paid 

Puffing on that haze, g'eah 

Screwed Up Click, top of the charts nigga holla at em 



[Lil' Flip:] 

Yeah Ro, I think today a lovely day 

No vest, but my glock 40 tucked away 

I use to hustle yay, and watch for the one time 

Now I'm caked up, cause I spit punch lines 

My grandpa, had to show me how to be a man 

I use to watch him hustle hard, just to get a grand 

I got a plan to come up, and get mo' cheddar 

I know you mad, cause my Benz got a lil' leather 

I'm a go-getter, stacking my paper high 

I told Z-Ro when I met him, nigga I'ma ride 

We fuck them niggaz heads up, when this shit drop 

Cause y'all other niggaz, fucking up hip-hop 

I can't stop I won't stop, till I'm gone 

To all my niggaz locked up, I hope y'all come home 

That's why I'm praying everyday, when I wake up 

I look around, God blessed me with great stuff 



[Hook: x2] 

(A lovely daaaay), it's a lovely day 

A lovely day, a lovely day 

A lovely day, it's a lovely day 

A lovely, a lovely day 



[Z-Ro:] 

I must'a, woke up this morning on the right side of bed 

Cause I can't find nothing to bitch about, even though I'm low on bread 

And my partna Duke called me, and said he was coming over 

You know what that mean, them boys out the Clover ain't never sober 

Ding-dong Lil' Flip, Big Shasta and Den Den 

This look like a gangsta party to me, come on come in then 

We know we got a lot of haters, but we ain't tripping 

Cause we living how we wanna, live daily smoking and sipping 

When you see us out in public, we got dime pieces with us 

And we look like we chilling, but it's four or five pieces with us 

So chill homie, for real homie 

Cause you don't wanna die, and I don't wanna kill homie 

But I will homie I ride for Clover Geez, just like I ride for A.B.N. 

By sneaking up on the opposition, at any event any place they in 

Except for right now, cause all I wanna do is lay back 

In a 300 on 22's, or the living room inside a Maybach 



[Hook x2] 



[Lil' Flip:] 

Before I went platinum, ain't nobody wanna holla 

It was too many cheats, ain't nobody wanna follow 

So I had to make moves, on my own man 

I'm one of the few, Houston rappers with a home man 

Fifteen thousand square feet, bitch nigga 

Now that's the real definition, of a rich nigga 

Crocodile Air Force Ones, blue and gold 

I'm chilling, but if I got a problem you'll know 



[Z-Ro:] 

I'm living better now, the Gucci sweater now 

And that '71 Cadillac on swangas, hold a baretta down 

Laws already hate us, cause we young black men 

Especially cause we rappers, with tons of stacks to spend 

Haters do what they can, kings of the South do what they wanna do 

The drank is purple the pistol is chrome, and the marijuana blue 

In the county we wear orange, and state jail is white 

We don't rack up we act up, all motherfucking night 



[Big Shasta:] 

It's just the way I shine, in these city streets 

From the way I grind, so my family can eat 

When I make a my pay, it's a lovely day 

Lovely daaay 



[Hook x2]
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