paroles de chanson Groundhog Day - Drag-On

Everyday is the same day
It's Groundhogs Day
It's Groundhogs Day

Wake up in the morning, wipe the cold from my eye
Put my dick in, grab the ashtray and take a toke from the lye
Hear the folks outside, kids cutting school
Grab the remote, play that hot shit, of course my shit

Steam up the bathroom, 'til the mirrors fog
Can't wait to ball, with my niggas call

Dry off, splash on, Issey Miyake

Cut up the rock, headed for the door, oops, forgot
You know I can't leave my chrome, that's my Love Jones

Niggas in front of the building, niggas making a killing
But when I come through, niggas catching they feelings
'Cause the fiends follow, 'cause my bottles be spilling
I can hear 'em now: "What he get his shit from, Brazil?"
"Gotta be good, look at the fiends leaving they chill"
And that's fucked up, niggas mad 'cause my pockets puffed up

When my clique pull the truck up (Yo, Drag)
Yo, hold up, let me get this dough before it slow up
Then we can go see about some ass
And go have some hash, this bundle is my last
Jump in the ride, what's that? DMX? Yo, put it on blast

Burning in hell where you don't deserve to be
Got niggas I don't even know that wanna
Murder me (Everyday is the same day)
They say they heard of me, and they know that the dark is real
Park is where, when you see that spark, it'll kill (Groundhogs Day)

Ayo, go down to the 5th, huh?
You know where DMN be standing thick
Fucking with them chicks that strip and niggas that claim they spit

But all I hear is they run out, like I got my gun out
'Cause they rhymes run out, running off at the mouth
Yo, Ralph, let's be out, back to the BX

Royal blue Chevy, followed by the TS

Keep the gun heavy, just in case some BS
'Cause niggas like to test me, should I say the rest?
Hop on the celly, yo, hit the Deacon
This nigga say he ain't got my money and I just don't believe him
So we gonna give him a little scare
Let him know, what's love? What's love?
But with my slugs, it's no fair
And how the soldiers come out of nowhere
For the dollars, and how we keep our products, I'ma holler
Tomorrow, 'cause some reason, it's always a hater around

And you know me, duffing 'em out and busting 'em down
Then I drop off my nigga, pick up my chicka
'Cause she volunteer dick suck, with a little liquor
Just watch out for her mister, now I'm in her crib
Twisting out her rib, didn't hear the baby father coming with the kids
Now I'm in some shit, the closet's unrroomy
Plus for me, that's unruly
So I play like a robber, running out, flashing a tooly
I done dressed when I got home, didn't let nobody in
Then I woke up the next morning, the same shit happened again

Everyday is the same day
It's Groundhogs Day
It's Groundhogs Day
Everyday is the same day
It's Groundhogs Day
It's Groundhogs Day
Everyday is the same day
It's Groundhogs Day
It's Groundhogs Day