Ill Instrumentals - All Day, Everyday lyrics

[Intro] Yeah yeah, yeah You know who the f** it is Bermuda, Baids Your girl's my girl What's up boy Aye, check it, check it, check it Yeah [Chorus] All day, everyday Getting paid, and we getting blazed Bermuda, yeah yeah, and Baids Yeah, okay Yeah all day, everyday Getting paid, and we getting blazed Bermuda times Baids Yeah yeah, okay [Verse 1: Hunter James] Born a beast, this sort of thing's never before been seen Not a normal teen, metaphorically I'm the Allies' enormous fleet That stormed the beach of Normandy to force defeat Retreat, and siege, and leave corpses ashore and in foreign seas What you're hearing is searing, lyrics are sure to please I'm the horrid thing you hear at night that makes the flooring creek Form a theme of victory for me to have the chorus sing While organ keys, play out triumphantly over horns and strings Gave the sword a heave and out from the stone it rose One man army, walking these roads alone Let's go toe-to-toe, f** it, go blow-for-blow Golden Gloves title winner, I can KO Stallone [Verse 2: DSims] DSims, I can f** her off the first impression Dick so good these b**hes get obsessive Second round she resurrected my erection Lil mama choosing on me I guess she made her selection I'm the right one, roll up, light one No Eye Spy, some thick thighs, nice buns DSims baby girl, I swear I'm worse than all the other guys I told you what I'm gonna do so when I dip don't be surprised I was still taking naggers' hoes back in junior high Bad b**h, green eyes, I might do a creampie Get my nut then leave, I told you I'm a mean guy Pulling down her Levi's, all my b**hes knee-high Like a monk or nun you cannot f** with me She lonely on a Wednesday night I might give her some company Like a drum I beat, come on baby cum for me I'ma give that b**h the business like a company [Chorus] [Verse 3: david.] Yeah, I go harder than the Thing LeBron James, going hard up in the paint Aye, smoking gas, yeah that dank You boys lame, don't be asking me to hang My mind is a goldmine, n***a it's go time She want to f** a (?) my dick long as a coke line, yeah b**h I'm heating up like a stove Balling like the pros, you naggers just average Joes They call me david. and this beat is Goliath Lil n***a, but I dare a n***a to try it Fly as a pilot, my touch is the Midos, call me your highness My sh** is timeless, make the white kids scream out "righteous" b**hes s**ing dick for some new outfits Naggers throwing dick at any b**h that they can get, but Not me, not me Kendrick told you that this dick ain't free [Verse 4: DHall] I'm so high Don't ask why Ay, ay, ay I just might, I might just f**in crank up I wake up then I bake up (bake up) I'm always twisting dank up (dank up) All my n***as pouring drank up (drank up) Broke boy, need to get your cake up, cause You can't see me like you're Stevie Wish a n***a would if I had a genie I'm in charge like the Admiral Two heads at once, that's collateral [Chorus x2]