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

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

Now I woke up this morning and I about Hoss
Smoked a cigarette and I chucked my dirty
Threw on some Dickies and I grabbed my chain
Slapped it down my waist and I let my hang
on my head just to cover up my lump
The night before got in a just cause I was drunk
Grabbed my of weed and I loaded up the bong
a rip held it in then I coughed up a lung
Burn some so I can cover up the smell
An everyday thing that I to tell
Pulled out my Black Flys, up my red eyes
If that copper pulls me well its lies, lies, lies
Dirty copper, copper, dirty copper

Now the is on and the CD was bumpin'
Insane Clown Posse talkin' chicken huntin'
Walked up to the fridge, opened it up and my brew
Picked up the phone dialed my and called the crew
Party later on, over by jetties
56Th so you know there'll be some betties
Coast Highway takes me to my destination
Party baby, its a nightly occupation
Stepped out the pad, walked in the den
On the way mail a letter to my in the pen
There's a smile on your face my smooth 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 the golden arches
where you at?
Saint's hung over and he to yack
Kicked out of Mickey D's we don't know how to act
Lets call up Kevin Zinger hook a sack
Now tonight's the night like DJ
At 3 parties that we gotta hit
And if the cops show up were gonna start some
Riot time baby-Kottonmouth
Punk rock homegrown in OC
Adolescents, Doggy Style, DI and D
No Doubt, Orange now the PTB
The generation of the dynasty
Now the skates in the sack lets hit the
Broke up with my girlie the ho was a bitch
that boy that be puttin' it down
Representin' OC,

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

Brought the 77 slant nose Bug
Leaks oil but the (?)called it crazy (mug?)
Its a little noisy but its all good
Got two 15's underneath the
Well I was rollin' down Yorba Linda
Got the bumpin', tainted hard
Dodgin' and weavin' suburban streets
Till this one house wife bitchin' at me
So I pulled the bug and I revved it up
First lit em up, then I backed it up
the curb, told her to kiss my ass
Gave her the bird, out on that ass
Back on the mission to a sack
77 Boned out passed the
Heard a horn honk it was of freaks
Ladies on my tip cause I'm so
Turn the high and I tilted my lid
I'm used to gettin' jocked, I'm P-Town kid
And you I'm doin' shit that you wish you did
Dip right goin' 30 around the corner I
Stopped at the school jumped on my
4 Freaks up, one I use to date
They out the blunt and they got me stoned
Another day gone, so long, so

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

(We let them know?) that we smoke out everyday
Didi dodi dodi day
Bring a fat sack so the can blaze
So we can blaze on, on

Didi dodi dodi day
dodi didi dodi day
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