I play it in the sun

I play in the rain

It washes away all the pain

Work, Work, Work

All summer long 

The field so green

 Football makes me mean

Like a lion

I’m always tryin

Out of the blue

I make the crowd go woo

Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro

Metro!

Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro

And what?

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

Sick

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit

All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit

Roll the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

I smoke gas, that's that Hercules, strong marijuana

She looked at him, oh now she watchin' me

Bitch likes my persona

Bitch I'm speedin' to that guapanese

Old Chevy mounted up, I can't forget the T

Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers

Fuck them boys, they costin' us, they stalkin' us

They know they old lady not runnin', they'll fall for us

We so tired of takin' loses, ain't no more chalkin' up

I swear, I promise

YSL on ape and they donkeys

These niggas pointless, they want me wrong bitch

I'm still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me

These niggas clone me, I'm full, but I'm still hungry

Hey when the click clock, I'll make your bitch stop

Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco

I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks

Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead sum

Sick

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit

All my signs red like a stop, nigga no pit

Roll the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Okay first of all, I was doin' this shit 'fore I as rich

I don't care at all, I'll go do a dolphin for my clique

Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig

Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit

And then some fuck nigga was hatin' on me

They took ya life, I know some fuck niggas waitin' on it

I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N

Then we pulled up ready to squabble, yeah we waited on 'em

Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya

Fucked your old lady, she want the finest

YSL, we shinin', let her stand behind us

Yeah my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us

I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city

He stuffed it with burritos and he let 'em fly right to me

Bitches call me Casino but I let 'em ride 'round the city

She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in the Bentley

Sick

Shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick

Spent like 7 bands on a tri-colored pit

All my slimes red like a stop, nigga no pit

Roll the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' martians, woah

In a foreign, yesterday I was just walkin', woah

Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah

All red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Hercu-Hercules

Thugger, Thugger, say whatever

Thugger, Thugger

Thugger, Thugger sittin' there like an opp

Bout to my squad

Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog (damn)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
(Whassup?) Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day (shit!)

Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a nigga's direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
Roll 'em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break 'em
with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' Lil' Joe
I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day (shit!)

Left my nigga's house paid (what)
Picked up a girl been tryin to fuck since the 12th grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics
I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep, so deep
So deep put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off and then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the mornin got the Fatburger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp" (yeah)
Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day (shit!)

Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh, stop this shit
What the fuck I'm thinkin about?