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CR 908 - Day Ones Lyrics



CR 908 - Day Ones Lyrics




I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
I'm Dancing on heaven's gates
Watch yo tongue nigga
What you talkin to me
What you startin with me
What I'm reppin is peace
But I can turn to a beast
Bitch I'm fresh from the streets
I put sauce on the beef
What it cost on the streets
Huh

I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Ugh
I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

Suck on it salivate
Tell me how I do taste
Keep my name off ya dinner plate
Different lanes with no interstate
I'm so high that I levitate
Bitch I'm staring at heavens gates
Give me head but don't hesitate
Go full throttle and never brake
I'm a boss nigga
And I rep for my providence
I mean isn't it obvious
Bitch they need us like oxygen
Like Mike Tyson just boxed again
Keep an eye for the ops again
There's three eyes in "im poppin bitch"
That 3rd Eye is my confidence
I mean
Kiss the ring but don't kiss and tell
3 wishes I wish them well
3 wishes I wish them health
3 wishes I wish them wealth
Bitch I turn snakes into a belt
Im tighter than luna belts
In some pumas and rumors tell
That I'm moving like who the man
That's me in the mirror
My vision is clearer
My team is so hungry
They turn these beats into lunch meat
My niggas stay with the munchies
You corny rappers are crunchy
I do this shit for my country
I mean

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
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I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
I'm Dancing on heaven's gates
Watch yo tongue nigga
What you talkin to me
What you startin with me
What I'm reppin is peace
But I can turn to a beast
Bitch I'm fresh from the streets
I put sauce on the beef
What it cost on the streets
Huh

I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Ugh
I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

Suck on it salivate
Tell me how I do taste
Keep my name off ya dinner plate
Different lanes with no interstate
I'm so high that I levitate
Bitch I'm staring at heavens gates
Give me head but don't hesitate
Go full throttle and never brake
I'm a boss nigga
And I rep for my providence
I mean isn't it obvious
Bitch they need us like oxygen
Like Mike Tyson just boxed again
Keep an eye for the ops again
There's three eyes in "im poppin bitch"
That 3rd Eye is my confidence
I mean
Kiss the ring but don't kiss and tell
3 wishes I wish them well
3 wishes I wish them health
3 wishes I wish them wealth
Bitch I turn snakes into a belt
Im tighter than luna belts
In some pumas and rumors tell
That I'm moving like who the man
That's me in the mirror
My vision is clearer
My team is so hungry
They turn these beats into lunch meat
My niggas stay with the munchies
You corny rappers are crunchy
I do this shit for my country
I mean

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones

I'm poppin like Sac Passé
Hotter than Nap Bulé
Bitch I'm feelin like I do great
Feelin like abu great
My vision is garden state
Position is 908
Dig me up out my grave
Bitch I'm Dancing on heaven's gates

Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
Watch yo tongue nigga
I do this for my day ones
I do this for my day ones
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Writer: Rodley Dort
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: CR 908
Length: 3:56
Written by: Rodley Dort

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