(CHORUS) Too many bong hits, and not time. A couple and a bottle of wine. Two big and a dope ass beat. One and my day is complete.
X: I got a feeling, itching for the I place a to my next door neighbor. He's got a growroom, in bloom He said, "Drive by, half past noon" have some tasters, sample the vapors. We get our heads high skyscrapers. I brought the and more party favors, Biz Markie said, "Nothin' can save ya." My trippin, I'm sippin' red wine, She says that I ever spend enough time. We roll some kind, I press rewind, hit shit from the front and behind, yeah. You the time, the crime rhyme sayer' A politician, soon I'm gonna be the mayor. change the laws and this whole jurisdiction To weed, come and sign the petition.
(CHORUS x2)
A loadie-dawdie, came to party I don't cause no trouble, I don't nobody - We're, just some Kings who on the mic. And when we up on the mic, we rock the mic right.
You blazin' weed then you down the set, yeahh. We got the type of bud make you forget it. The type of shit that make you write a rap a flow, go to bed, and get some head up on the floo' (OHHH!) Hands up to this old beat, Swayin' back and forth the West to the East We high, yeah, we drinkin' our drinks Got everybody buggin' on the Kottonmouth So we dec-a-de, and we doin' our thang, down to the boogie, the boogie, the bang bang, to the boogie, the boogie, the bang, Just an thang, how we do the bang-bang. (JUST AN THANG)
(CHORUS x2) Richter:
It's just a (day) thang, around my way (way) Yo, what you say? (say) Well me the hay (hay) See we don't (play), we smoke out the bay(bay) The shit that make you (OH MY GOD, I'M CRAZYYYYYYY) Around noon, I to get up, fuck, go back to bed Then at 2, I hit the snooze and get a head 9, I get the wine and start sippin' the red The day, get up, and do it all over again. It's just a everyday around these parts. Catch me coolin' in my yard a joint, puffin' hard. And I got a beer near by, and close to hand, A proud King in his castle, lookin' his land. Now understand good for me might not be right for yourself people pray I go to Heaven, others damn me to hell. But what's a playa to do, yo, I can only be me, And for these Kings, this is my everyday thang (IT'S AN EVERYDAY THANG)
(CHORUS x2)
Just an thang, ya'll an everyday, everyday thang (x4)