(CHORUS) Too many hits, and not enough time. A Vicodins and a bottle of wine. Two big titties and a 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, 'round past noon" He'd some tasters, sample the vapors. We get our high like skyscrapers. I brought the and more party favors, Like Biz said, "Nothin' can save ya." My trippin, I'm sippin' red wine, She says that I don't spend enough time. We roll some kind, I press rewind, hit that shit the front and behind, yeah. You the time, the crime rhyme sayer' A crooked politician, I'm gonna be the mayor. I'll the laws and this whole jurisdiction To legalize weed, and sign the petition.
(CHORUS x2)
A loadie-dawdie, D-Loc to party I don't cause no trouble, I don't bother - We're, just some Kings who on the mic. And when we up on the mic, we rock the mic right.
You weed then you down with the set, yeahh. We got the type of bud that make you it. The of shit that make you wanna write a rap Spit a flow, go to bed, and get some up on the floo' (OHHH!) Hands up to this old beat, Swayin' back and forth from the West to the We gettin' high, yeah, we drinkin' our Got everybody buggin' on the Kings So we dec-a-de, and we doin' our thang, Gettin' down to the boogie, the boogie, the 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 everyday (day) thang, my way (way) Yo, what you say? (say) Well me the hay (hay) See we play (play), we smoke out the bay(bay) The shit that make you (OH MY GOD, I'M CRAZYYYYYYY) Around noon, I like to get up, fuck, go to bed Then at 2, I hit the snooze and get a head Around 9, I get the wine and start the red The next day, get up, and do it all again. It's a everyday thang around these parts. me coolin' in my yard with a joint, puffin' hard. And I got a beer near by, and close to hand, A proud in his castle, lookin' over his land. Now understand what's good for me might not be right for Some people I go to Heaven, others damn me to hell. But a playa 'posed 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 everyday thang, an everyday, everyday thang (x4)