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Kottonmouth Kings don't for a gang
Kings just let the nuts hang
Everyday how we hang, how we hang
Kottonmouth just do their own thing

This the type of thing we be doin' everyday
Didi didi dodi didi dodi day
Make some room so these can play
So we can on, play on

Now I woke up this morning and I thought about
Smoked a cigarette and I chucked my drawers
Threw on some Dickies and I my back chain
it down my waist and I let my pants hang
Beanie on my just to cover up my lump
The night before got in a fight just cause I was
Grabbed my sack of and I loaded up the bong
Took a rip held it in then I coughed up a
Burn some incense so I can up the smell
An everyday thing that I live to
Pulled out my Black Flys, covered up my red
If that copper me over well its lies, lies, lies
copper, dirty copper, dirty copper

Now the stereo is on and the CD was
Insane Clown Posse talkin' bout huntin'
up to the fridge, opened it up and grabbed my brew
Picked up the dialed my pimp and called the crew
Party later on, over by jetties
56Th so you know there'll be some betties
Pacific Highway takes me to my destination
Party time baby, its a nightly
Stepped out the pad, in the player's den
On the way a letter to my brother in the pen
There's a smile on your face from my dub style
See you alligator, after a while crocodile

Now a new day dawned, lets get started
Hit the bong, wrote a song, a piss and farted
Dip my blue jeans in some bleach and
Mobbin' OC we need the arches
D-Loc you at?
Saint's hung over and he started to
Kicked out of Mickey D's we don't know how to act
Lets up Kevin Zinger hook a forty sack
Now tonight's the night like DJ
At least 3 that we gotta hit
And if the cops show up were start some shit
Riot baby-Kottonmouth Klick
Punk rock homegrown in OC
Adolescents, Style, DI and Social D
No Doubt, Orange now the PTB
The generation of the dynasty
Now the skates in the sack lets hit the
Broke up my girlie cause the ho was a bitch
that boy that be puttin' it down
Representin' OC,

This the of thing that we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi didi didi dodi day
some room so these players can play
So we can on play on

Brought the 77 slant V-dub Bug
Leaks oil but the roads (?)called it (mug?)
Its a little noisy but inside its all
Got two 15's the hood
Well I was rollin' down Yorba Blvd
Got the neighborhoods bumpin', hard
Dodgin' and weavin' down streets
Till this one house wife started at me
So I pulled the bug over and I it up
gear lit em up, then I backed it up
Over the curb, her to kiss my ass
Gave her the bird, boned out on ass
Back on the mission to a sack
77 Boned out the Cadillac
Heard a horn honk it was of freaks
Ladies on my tip I'm so unique
Turn the high and I tilted my lid
I'm to gettin' jocked, I'm that P-Town kid
And you know I'm doin' shit that you you did
Dip right goin' 30 around the I slid
Stopped at the school on my skate
4 Freaks showed up, one I use to
They broke out the blunt and got me stoned
Another day gone, so long, so

This the type of thing we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi dodi day
Make some so these players can play
So we can on, play on

(We don't let them know?) that we out everyday
dodi didi dodi day
Bring a fat so the homies can blaze
So we can blaze on, on

dodi didi dodi day
Didi dodi didi day
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