Allday - 234 678 lyrics
[Allday - 234 678 lyrics]
Two, three, four, six, seven, eight
Allday, uh huh
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Twenty already, now I’m counting the time
Now that I’m out of my team
Still out of my mind
And I’m still down on my grind
Like Tony Abbott has done
So the only chronic I’m on is 2001
‘Cause I’m trying to make my mummy
Way more proud of her son
So I’m hustling my own self
Right out of this slump
Got no pills or powders, it all may be talcum
I’m ‘bout to make a million but
First I’ll make a thousand
Put it in my bank and then
I’ll hire a great accountant
Let it compound
Then get a car to take you out in
Employ a maid and a gardener and a lawyer
And own a mansion with a fountain and a foyer
My parents told us that success is important
Want to swim in the money
Never testing the waters
There's no rest for the wicked
No bread for the cautious
Let's get to business, step into my office
Let's go
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
I’m Allday, well
That’s really just a name I made
To etch into the wet cement
For when I fade away
Me, I see you know you think I’m out, but
Day to day, I’m taking every
Step, working up a sweat, gatorade
Man, everything I do it well when
The ladies watch australian Jamie Foxx
Just laughing the haters off
But I’m wondering if I’m about to
Pay the cost for my efforts
Is it worth it? In the end, maybe not
I’m spinning in my own whirlwind here
Taking off where love goes, hate of
Course follows, yeah, take your shot
I admit I’m metal so that I’ma call me Arthur
You know who to ask for
If you really wanted drama
Now I’m in a free fall, I keep falling faster
People are piranhas, well, some
More than others, uh
Although we’re numbers
But what it comes down to is one thing
Hit the tap running, yeah, we drown you
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Allday, uh huh
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Twenty already, now I’m counting the time
Now that I’m out of my team
Still out of my mind
And I’m still down on my grind
Like Tony Abbott has done
So the only chronic I’m on is 2001
‘Cause I’m trying to make my mummy
Way more proud of her son
So I’m hustling my own self
Right out of this slump
Got no pills or powders, it all may be talcum
I’m ‘bout to make a million but
First I’ll make a thousand
Put it in my bank and then
I’ll hire a great accountant
Let it compound
Then get a car to take you out in
Employ a maid and a gardener and a lawyer
And own a mansion with a fountain and a foyer
My parents told us that success is important
Want to swim in the money
Never testing the waters
There's no rest for the wicked
No bread for the cautious
Let's get to business, step into my office
Let's go
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
I’m Allday, well
That’s really just a name I made
To etch into the wet cement
For when I fade away
Me, I see you know you think I’m out, but
Day to day, I’m taking every
Step, working up a sweat, gatorade
Man, everything I do it well when
The ladies watch australian Jamie Foxx
Just laughing the haters off
But I’m wondering if I’m about to
Pay the cost for my efforts
Is it worth it? In the end, maybe not
I’m spinning in my own whirlwind here
Taking off where love goes, hate of
Course follows, yeah, take your shot
I admit I’m metal so that I’ma call me Arthur
You know who to ask for
If you really wanted drama
Now I’m in a free fall, I keep falling faster
People are piranhas, well, some
More than others, uh
Although we’re numbers
But what it comes down to is one thing
Hit the tap running, yeah, we drown you
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes
Two times three times four
Good times, bad times, oh my lord
Six times seven times eight
Good times bad, the time it takes