Khayree - All Damn Day lyrics

[Hook 2X] All damn day, y'all (All damn day; all damn day)("Mac muthaf**in' Dre") All damn day, y'all (All damn day)("I'm gonna rock this muthaf**a all night y'all") [Verse 1] Microphone check, let me kick to the beat Dedicated to you b**hes, let me spit to you freaks I'm gonna serve it to you straight a little something like this Not one of those n***as that be liking to kiss There's no telling what your tongue licks, it might be big dicks So you better try kissing on them other tricks 'Cause Lottie Lohawk, I like to bohawk I know you love when I shove a thrust up in your cot All damn day [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm MD and mackin' is my duty So when I step to you girl and tap you on your big booty And start spittin' some pimpin' a** serious sh** Don't even start trippin' on how freaky you get It's just a gift to G-A-B, to get to your P-A-D Bash in your a**, inside of the B-E-D Went to 415 and not the 012 Now you fiending for more, but you wait 'til I call you See some of these n***as cold want you to jock 'em Stupid muthaf**as, but I can't knock 'em I just wanna bash, hoe, and only get cash, hoe You want Dre to stay and lay, but I have to pa**, hoe 'Cause I'm mackin' all damn day [Hook] [Verse 3] 'Cause that lovey dovey sh** just ain't gon' get it When I pick you up to f**, I straight hit it and quit it And you dont trip because the s**in' is good I be wreckin' 'em good and they be back in the hood Tellin' my cuddies how cool it was Now another Romp player might give you a buzz Young C-U-R-T, or maybe young Marty Or my homeboy J might be your type of party Whoever it is, they gon' get with you, b**h And dont even think they gon' sit with you, b**h No talkin' and walkin' 'cause that sh** is funny style You pay me and lay me and when I take your money I'll... Spend that sh** all damn day [Hook] [Verse 4] I'm hard but saucy, b**h back on off me Steady tryna toss me, hoe, smell the coffee I gave you some, hoe, did not cum though Your too damn dumb, hoe; what you actin' sprung fo'? I'm hard to get with, pimperistic I want your lipstick on top of my dick tip I'm from the V-A double L E-J O and you know, hoe, the things that we say Are simple and plain, nothin' but game And if you ain't up on it, Mac Dre is the name I want a fat a** joint of that potent zesty And a thick chocolate b**h whose name is Nestle From the C-R-E-S-T, 'cause that's where the best be s**as get jealous and they try to test me So I carry a nine all the time Dope raps I rhyme, this is how I grind Making stacks of cash, down to wax that a** A n***a ready to blast a muthaf**a real fast Dickin' the hoes, never lickin' the hoes Big black dick is what I stick in the hoes I shake 'em, I break 'em, but never would I take 'em To eat hamburgers let alone some steak and Lobster, 'cause baby I'm a mobster You tell your friends how I robbed ya All damn day [Hook]