Chaz French - Erryday Stuntin' lyrics

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Chaz French - Erryday Stuntin' lyrics

[INTRO] Yeah HUH [VERSE 1: Chaz French] They tryna' tell me I'm to good Well right now good ain't good enough Right now good ain't payin' bills Right now good ain't providing meals So I'm in yo sh**, with yo b**h Eatin' yo food, using yo condoms See that's how it is when sh** ain't promised When ya' pops ain't a father, and you dropped out of college Man you should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake sh** They say good things come to the waiter While I'm busy giving tips to the waitress I'm on BBT with this greatness I said im Easy-E with a latex My mason's with no laces, receiving great s** from a racist She only f** with my kind, that's trill n***a Wish everything was this real n***a I'm Uncle Phill, and I'm Fresh Prince And I'm making waves with these Wills n***a We will get it They say the good die young, but we still livin' I know time tickin', but we bada**es Couple bad b**hes, we big pimpin', they Stuart Little (Hold up) Coming up short on your cheese huh But i thought you be's in the trap right (oh..) Tell them n***as they ain't bout the thug life They ain't bout that Suge Knight (that's that sh** we don't like) Cheif Keef em' till they can't hang And keep chiefin' 'til we can't breathe Bandanna tied, Santana style Two's on deck, but just hammer time (hold up) [PRE-HOOK: Chaz French] I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' Erryday stutin', erryday stutin' f** the po-po's, man that sh** ain't bout nothin' Middle finger out, won't catch me runnin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' Erryday stutin', erryday stutin' [HOOK] x2 Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Smoke it, smoke it, l-l-light it, smoke it [VERSE 2: Eddie Vanz] Now I just seen too much sh**, and felt too much pain So i ease it with a mother f**ing pound (pound) Talkin' bout that loud sh**, I bought it with a crown b**h you better pour it up, sip another f**ing round Young narcotic, psychotic mother f**er with an attitude Throwin' that bullsh** around Cause I'm feelin' like left eye, straight up out of Bed Stuy Really no biggie to bring this mother f**er down (down) So im blastin, blastlin', bout to start a comical for anybody actin' Don't believe me, take a picture, here's a caption KKK for you Anglo-saxon's Better get prepared, because you're paying for your actions Run up in your house, while all your n***as relaxin' Blow your head off, let your brain give you a lap dance Now that's twerk till it hurt, with a pa**ion Now it's back to that drink, and it's back to that doja Back to that history they didn't wanna show us Kunta Kinte, that Marcus Garvey, going back to my roots before it's over Yeah I know I'm young and I'm only gettin' older n***as sleepin' on me, I'ma spit a cup of Folgers Time to wake em up, let em know I ain't the culprit But it's a cold world, and it's only gettin' colder Get the f** up out my face Uncle Sam, god damn You ain't runnin' sh**, I'm the mother f**ing man Don't point no fingers, it's your own damn fault That the world screwed up, cross my mother f**ing heart Wanna point a f**ing finger, middle finger to the law He don't wanna own up, right down to the job Really wanna see crazy, put the bath with the salt Put my a** on the beat, outlined with the chalk Because it's over [PRE-HOOK: Chaz French] I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' Erryday stutin', erryday stutin' f** the po-po's, man that sh** ain't bout nothin' Middle finger out, won't catch me runnin' I've been gettin' money, err-erryday stutin' Erryday stutin', erryday stutin' [VERSE 3: Chaz French & eddie Vanz] (Maaaan) Swear we gone get it, this life that we livin' It's part of the reason my n***as so gifted, my n***as so driven We dropped out of school, but neglected the prisons It's so much to prove, as a fool with a vision But nothing to loose, at this point im just pimpin' No loving, no cuffing, just f** and forget em like Like why would i miss em', like, like you gotta be kidding me f** these hoes with a Magic Johnson (and f** the 5-0, them ba*tards harmless) I said f** these hoes with a Magic Johnson (and f** the 5-0, them ba*tards harmless) It's the mother f**ing swag monster, huh (said it's the mother f**ing swag monster, huh) Said it's the mother f**ing swag monster, huh (said it's the mother f**ing.. f** it) [HOOK] x2 Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Break it, roll it, light it, smoke it Smoke it, smoke it, l-l-light it, smoke it

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