Lyrics:
shit, parlay like when the lane switch
Combat how you feel, strobe light, hit the killswitch
Neck twist like Exorcist, I'ma see you 'round
'Cause
Day by day
Day by day
Oh dear Lord
Three things I pray
To see thee more clearly
Love thee more dearly
Follow thee more nearly
Day by day
Oh
Day by day
Day by day
Oh dear Lord
Three things I pray
To see thee more clearly
Love thee more dearly
Follow thee more nearly
Day by day
Oh
shot
The cops shot the kid
The cops shot the kid, the cops shot
I don't wanna hurt nobody
We just came here to party
See a few dames, exchange
the breeze out
Amongst the trees when a shot rang low and left her standing
Down by the side of the road, down by the side of the road
Father have mercy, get
Baby by the end of the song I'mma make you go and shake that bank, ugh
Baby I told you
Imma make you shake that bank
Imma make you shake that bank
make a right flank
Springfield, St Louis on the muddy banks
Switching locomotives catching M-K-T making Whizville
Boonville and K.C. cutting to Topeka
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin' a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
Why so sad?
Walking around with them blue faces
She said I'm down on my luck
And it's something I gotta have
Blue faces
I hit the bank today
this old car I drive
Well you'd probably wonder and even ponder why I even want to stay alive
So give me one more shot I'll give it all I've got
Let
I come from a long way away
And I know a fine thing when I see it
See it
For the same reason no one ever pointed a telescope at the sun
Talking about
were shot down by the National Guard troops
Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes
School shot down cause there's no more to lose
Now we're
Keen-To-Do-the-Mostest
I was livin' down bad in my folks crib
Now I'm laughin' to the bank and the joke is (no way)
Did more things than folks did or folks get
We've
Ku-you-i-po I love you more today
More today than yesterday
But I love you less today
Less than I will tomorrow
See the sweet Hawaiian rose
One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
If you didn't know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia
We shittin' on e'rybody talkin' that bullshit
Now
in motion
I go tell Jay go get the racks out the bank
Nigga won't play he get shot in his face
Do me a hit and slide off in a Wraith
I get away
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha drank
My pocket is full of bank
You want me to stop I can't
It's sho hot in this place I think I
the sun
Living my life like a shot from a gun
Laughing a little bit more with every mile
Oh what a freedom racing the wind
Dying to know what's
storm
And out of this cold I need someone
Oh why oh lord why why
If you see her
tell her this for me
All I need is
One more chance at love
One
stackin' my paper till the game done change
Cause I love me a bank roll fuckin' right 'cause with out it who am
Make the haters wanna cry
drive by
about you
Let's go
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take the bottle to the head and one fucking more
One shot
Two shot
Three shot
Four
Take
understand.
[Chorus]
It's a bigger part,
When our instincts act
A shot in the dark,
A movement in black
And the more I see, the more I know
on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These niggas jealous
the way
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet
It's a bit more now than dressing up dolly
Playing house seems so melancholy
Shot with his own gun
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