MOUNT WESTMORE, Dem Jointz, Jenn Em - Have A Nice Day lyrics

I'd do it all again oh oh
Yeah, oh bionic culture
World full of vultures
Lookin' over my shoulder
My kind words are colder

Fuck you (Fuck you)
Kiss my ass (Kiss my ass) die slow (Why?)
Your life is trash (Woah woah woah woah)
Thank you, have a nice day, I'm in the wind

Made a milli' off the flow
Now it's time to reinvent it
I'm the soldier and lieutenant
I'm the owner and the vendor
Yeah, the angel and the sinner
Main course and the dinner
Mike, glove with the glitter
Doin' deals on the shitter (What?)
You won't find a nigga realer
You can look around thе globe
Shit get hot up in the kitchеn
So don't stand around the stove
I'm from Long Beach, nigga
I ain't hang out at The Grove
I was hustlin' with them hustlers
Gettin' payouts from the blow
Blue Chucks on the soles on the foot of a man
(yeah) niggas talkin' about gettin' money
But how good is the plan?
Middle finger to the law
One foot in the sand
Ran this motherfuckin' town and 'bout
To do it again (Woah, why, why?)
All the shit these niggas talkin'
I can smell they whispers (Why?)
Y'all get hot, then not, but me
I remain a fixture (I'd do it all again)
How I walk and how I
Talk and paint the Cripture (Ooh-wee)
Right before I let this stainless hit you
(Oh oh) , nigga, I'ma sing
This with you (yeah, oh)

Fuck you (Fuck you)
Kiss my ass (Kiss my ass) die slow (Why?)
Your life is trash (Woah woah woah woah)
Thank you, have a nice day, I'm in the wind
(I'm in the wind, mayne, uh)

When fetti come across my plate, I'ma
Say "Let's eat, let's eat, let's eat"
(Let's eat) when I was in the game, I was
Sellin' that 'caine for cheap, for cheap
For cheap (For cheap)
Me and my organization, we was
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
(Deep) make like an amphibian, if
You feel froggish, nigga, leap
(Leap)
Rule number one, when you makin' a play
They can't sit in the backseat (Uh, uh)
Rule number two, in the dark or the day
Stay strapped up with your heat (Uh, huh)
"E-40 my favorite rapper 'cause his
Style is so unique" (Flows)
"They say that he the first rapper
To rap in cursive off-beat" (Cold)
He be gassin', they need some Tums
Acid reflex (Reflex)
Bound to see him at Food
4 Less or Grocery Outlet (Outlet)
Ain't no other place like The Bay, ho
You should know (Know)
Shut down the freeway and start a sideshow
('Show) heard the "Thizzle Dance, "
"Blow The Whistle, " "Tell Me When to Go"
(Go, woah, why, why, why?)
Get arrested, get out and start over, ho (Ho)
Baby right there, she cakey like a bakery
(Like a bakery, I'd do it all again)
Used to be the ugly duckling, now
She yellin' "Fuck you, nigga, pay me"
(Pay me, oh oh, yeah, oh)

Fuck you (Fuck you)
Kiss my ass (Kiss my ass) die slow (Why?)
Your life is trash (Woah woah woah woah)
Thank you, have a nice day, I'm in the wind

I'm her mentor and her therapist
A gateway to a place she would never get
(Never) no way to see it without me
If I teach her the game
I'ma charge her a fee (She gotta thank me)
Now you gon' charge me?
I stole your daughter so you treat
Me like a car thief?
Lock up all the kingpins and
All the real pimps
You gon' have a problem in these
Streets you can't deal with
You tricks wanna fuck these hoes
You a customer
You don't give a fuck, I really fuck with her
I ain't at the club sayin'
"Wiggle it for me"
I'm showin' her how to get this digital money
(Get it, girl) so I guess we all the bad guy
(Woah, why, why?) you wanna fuck her body
I wanna fuck her mind (Why?)
You've been sayin' I'm the
Problem all these years
(I'd do it all again)
So when I see you motherfuckers
This is all you hear, bitch
(Oh oh, yeah, oh)

Fuck you (Fuck you)
Kiss my ass (Kiss my ass) die slow (Why?)
Your life is trash (Woah woah woah woah)
Thank you, have a nice day, I'm in the wind

If you cancel Ice Cube, you cancel yourself
You need the Pied Piper to
Get you through these vipers
These punk motherfuckers wanna send
You to Rikers cut the check
Who give a fuck if they like us?
Cash that bitch for all
The bangers and bikers
"Hey, Grandmama, I'm spinnin' the tires"
She said "Where'd you get it?"
"I got it from liars you know
The one you said will be thrown in the fires"
See, Granny used to sing "We Shall Overcome"
Sixty years later, we barely got a crumb
Sixty years later, we still in them streets
We didn't overcome, we victim of elites
Nigga, grab that microphone, nigga
Crab them cleats (Woah, why, why, why?)
Nigga, catch that pass, nigga
Rock them beats
To every man, woman, boy or girl
That find theyself in love with
This white man's world

Fuck you (Fuck you)
Kiss my ass (Kiss my ass) die slow (Why?)
Your life is trash (Woah woah woah woah)
Thank you, have a nice day, I'm in the wind