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S.t.s.a. (something To Speak About)


Artist: Clyde Carson
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 8
Year: 2012

Everyday Lyrics - S.t.s.a. (something To Speak About) - Clyde Carson

We blowin' money in the fast lane 

Getting checks cut doobies in the ashtray 

Let my pass out change out the extra clean 

Mouth on give me everything I need 

A playboy and the world is my playground 

First class but I got it from the grayhound 

Eyes wide looking for the take down 

That's 'cause we ride high sipping on that H town 

Hit tweet before another pack 

Another show bringing in some other stacks 

Hardly ever recline 

Paper chasing ain't no room for me to relax 

Hoppin' up out the car running the stall 

Original sweet some gray goose on the go 

Everyday shit I just wanna get more 

Boss who we force all the money we blow 

 

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Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

(Counting money smoking loud) 

Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

 

I'm up early every morn', every morn' like everyday 

And I didn't see that money coming like everyday 

But now I'm better 8 a shoot nothing 8 to stay 

It rains on the chevrolet and make the bitch levitate 

Run life so we life it to the fullest may 

Up and down the coast like a fucking bullet tray 

I play the cut like a close shave 

Tell him on the bitch hail like a bouffet 

Get paid the motto and the motto never option 

Get money and die shit the only thing you gotta do 

Over any obstacle, niggas you got a problem? cool 

T minus this ain't special what's in the racks through 

Never lose everyday we for the win 

Small minded niggas better get it while it last shit 

We in the light with the lights never down 

So when you ask where I've been I'm a say Atlanta 

 

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Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

(Counting money smoking loud) 

Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

 

New rocks sitting all upon my I'll shit 

Will grain everytime a nigga steering shit 

From the bottom but a nigga came up fuck with me 

Only niggas hanging around is the ones who's stuck with me 

Hard on myself 'cause you never get a second chance 

Still getting cashed out before I get in the pair of pants 

I'm a player two short shit, if she want me she can choose 'cause we don't force shit 

Blast out all over this thing money all over the place 

Why would I ever sit down how could you not relate 

Make it about the tale how could you not be great 

Anything is possible not a whip is optional 

Me and big bro home we on for 

Alot of tale to the lie you just got one more 

Celebrate the life every night it's my show 

Niggas do what we want 'cause we just that dope 

 

Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

(Counting money smoking loud) 

Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday 

Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday 

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