One Uh Those Days
 作词 : Nicholas Carter/Leonard Smythe/Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
 作曲 : Nicholas Carter/Leonard Smythe/Jordan Elizabeth Caceres
I can't wait to quit this ****in' job
Light up my cigarette
Exhale the negativity and hop on to the bus

I'm stinkin' like some french fries
I'm thirsty I'm tired
Tomorrow I might cuss my boss out and get fired

Sittin' in the corner mindin' my business
The **** this ***** lookin' at
I know she hella trippin'
**** you lookin' at
Got nothin' better to do
Than start problems on public transportation
What a pathetic existence
She's doggin' with persistence uh

This ***** is comin' up to me
Girl you don't wanna **** with me
Waste no time post up blows thrown
The s**t you gotta deal
With in the big city just tryin' to go home
What a s**tty day can't wait to hit my sheets
I can't wait to get my car
I'm ****in' tired of these streets
I'm ****in' sick of this ****in' bulls**t

Yo today been hella breezy receivin' hella tips
Next customer in line
I can't believe it's that ***** oh hell no
I gotta be professional
So I ain't poppin' off
But don't trip I'll put
That special in that extra special sauce hoe

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Hope I don't go back to slangin' yayo
Roll a dollar about to head up to drayo's
Never had to lay low
Always had a halo
Plus I got a ***** to suck my **** when I say so
And ayo

The ****
This ***** hit me up out the side of his truck
I'm like what

***** this midtown
Bust a U-Turn if you really wanna get down

Oh s**t he really 'bout to turn around
Hol' up
Let me turn my music d- I said, say my *****
Oh s**t he pullin' out the hammer
A left minded home I was in my pajamas
See I woke up late
Realized I hadn't ate
Went to my favorite place and thought
That I would be straight
I hop back in my whip tried to run the ***** over
Hopin' that he didn't see the plates on the rover
Made a right on Cloverdale then a left

Parked in the driveway then ran up the steps
I grabbed my piece hopped back in the streets
I know this young ************
Don't really want beef

Look I'm 30 something
Still down to murder something
But when I stopped to think about it
It was all over nothing
So **** it
I'm about to head to the crib

Then aww s**t
Look who it is
I know this ************ ain't really gettin' tacos
I parked in the red grabbed my s**t and I walked slow

Right up behind him
I put my gun in his back
I said yeah my *****
What was up with all of that
**** what you wanna do this what you gonna do
Hands in your pocket
Keep your eyeb***s in front of you
Then this lady came
And kissed him on the cheek
He said hi mom
And then they both start to speak
I said ah s**t this young punk
He gangbangin'
When he 'bout to meet his mama for lunch
The line for the tacos was long anyways
So I walked off laughin'
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