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Boldy James - A Day Late & A Dollar Short Lyrics



Boldy James - A Day Late & A Dollar Short Lyrics
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[ Featuring Trizz, Dough Networkz ]

Yeah, it's the Jacksonville
Uh-huh, 227
Creature Gang
What else?
Let's get it (uh-uh, uh)

It's time to pop a quarter
Know I'm a day late and a dollar short
Most of my niggas go for blood, this shit just not for sport (gang ties)
Leave you hanging on for dear life with no life support (grrt)
Gu' got new AR, what the f*ck am I gon' argue for? (Why you mad?)
Work overpriced but on the low, feel like I charge 'em more (up the ticket)
Been pluggin' in on them brickies with no charger port (goddamn)
Wrapped the trail in the T-Rex, know we some carnivores (sk-skrrt)
Bro on your whippin', we ain't ever saw that car before (heads up)
Knew the 48 Laws of Power from Amaru Shakur (Tupac's back)
Ain't had to sit down, do no bid to read The Art of War (not at all)
That's all the more reason to live, dawg, my heart was pure (to the fullest)
Trixie got chipped when we was jits leaving the party store (bro bro)
Highland Park to them park benches, now we park Azure (what else?)
Took so many trips out the way, can damn near start a tour (we the mafia)
Gettin' it by the green acres no Zsa Zsa Gabor (Blockworks)
Big hammer on me, shoot my shot, bet I could spar with Thor (grrt)

Yo, shout out my nigga, Bo Jack
Dough Networkz Entertainment, man
This shit something like No Limit
Ayo, Baby Ripgut, man, do your shit

Ask who they talkin' 'bout when they bring up the coast, nigga (Trizz)
I ain't had a job, my shit is soundin' like dope, nigga
I'm on my way if it's some money on the floor, nigga (run it up)
If you a bitch and you ain't with it, you can't go with us
We to the moon, can't even go to the store with us (skrrt)
All my niggas chasing the vision 'cause we some go-getters (yeah)
Who gon' lock and load with us when it's smoke, nigga?
Everybody want it, my shit is purer than coke, nigga (yeah)
A hundred thousand in a year is what I made (run it up)
It may not be a lot to you, but shit, I'm gettin' paid
F*ck the fame (yeah)
I'm eatin' shrimp scampi with my dame, I got it made (what up, baby?)
I was gettin' this money 'fore I got laid
My momma gave me a knife 'fore I caught a fade (yeah)
Switchblade, I'm protected, expect it before it came, say my name
All these Destiny Children givin' me brain
They either hate it or they love it like the Game, it's a shame, nigga
You niggas is bitches

Dough, what up, nigga?
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Yeah, it's the Jacksonville
Uh-huh, 227
Creature Gang
What else?
Let's get it (uh-uh, uh)

It's time to pop a quarter
Know I'm a day late and a dollar short
Most of my niggas go for blood, this shit just not for sport (gang ties)
Leave you hanging on for dear life with no life support (grrt)
Gu' got new AR, what the f*ck am I gon' argue for? (Why you mad?)
Work overpriced but on the low, feel like I charge 'em more (up the ticket)
Been pluggin' in on them brickies with no charger port (goddamn)
Wrapped the trail in the T-Rex, know we some carnivores (sk-skrrt)
Bro on your whippin', we ain't ever saw that car before (heads up)
Knew the 48 Laws of Power from Amaru Shakur (Tupac's back)
Ain't had to sit down, do no bid to read The Art of War (not at all)
That's all the more reason to live, dawg, my heart was pure (to the fullest)
Trixie got chipped when we was jits leaving the party store (bro bro)
Highland Park to them park benches, now we park Azure (what else?)
Took so many trips out the way, can damn near start a tour (we the mafia)
Gettin' it by the green acres no Zsa Zsa Gabor (Blockworks)
Big hammer on me, shoot my shot, bet I could spar with Thor (grrt)

Yo, shout out my nigga, Bo Jack
Dough Networkz Entertainment, man
This shit something like No Limit
Ayo, Baby Ripgut, man, do your shit

Ask who they talkin' 'bout when they bring up the coast, nigga (Trizz)
I ain't had a job, my shit is soundin' like dope, nigga
I'm on my way if it's some money on the floor, nigga (run it up)
If you a bitch and you ain't with it, you can't go with us
We to the moon, can't even go to the store with us (skrrt)
All my niggas chasing the vision 'cause we some go-getters (yeah)
Who gon' lock and load with us when it's smoke, nigga?
Everybody want it, my shit is purer than coke, nigga (yeah)
A hundred thousand in a year is what I made (run it up)
It may not be a lot to you, but shit, I'm gettin' paid
F*ck the fame (yeah)
I'm eatin' shrimp scampi with my dame, I got it made (what up, baby?)
I was gettin' this money 'fore I got laid
My momma gave me a knife 'fore I caught a fade (yeah)
Switchblade, I'm protected, expect it before it came, say my name
All these Destiny Children givin' me brain
They either hate it or they love it like the Game, it's a shame, nigga
You niggas is bitches

Dough, what up, nigga?
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Writer: A. Lea III, James Clay Jones II, Lafayette Carpenter, Marc Spano
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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