It Was a Good Day

It Was a Good Day

Ice Cube
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Ice Cube

Akkorde
Tempo: 82*
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Intro
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Verse 1
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Jus' wakin' up in the mornin' gotta thank God
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I don't know but today seems kinda odd
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No barkin' from the dogs, no smog
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And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
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I got my grub on, but didn't pig-out
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Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
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Hooked it up on later as I hit the do'
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Thinkin' will I live another twenty fo'?
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I gotta go cause I got me a drop-top
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And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
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Lookin' in my mirror not a jacker in sight
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And everything is alright
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I got a beep from Kim and she can do it all night
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Called up the homies and I'm askin' y'all
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Which park, are y'all playin' basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
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Last week Messed around and got a triple-double
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Freakin' brothers every way like M.J.
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I can't believe, today was a good day
Instrumental
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Verse 2
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Drove to the pad and hit the showers
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Didn't even get no static from the cowards
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'Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
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Saw the police and they rolled right past me
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No flexin', didn't even look in a brothas direction as I ran the intersection
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Went to $hort Dog's house,
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they was watchin' Yo! MTV Raps, what's the haps on the craps?
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Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em
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Roll 'em in a circle a homies and watch me break 'em
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With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
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Seven even back do' little Joe
I picked up the cash flow
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Then we played bones, and I'm yellin' domino
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Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
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Today was a good day
Repetition: Instrumental
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Verse 3
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Left my homie's house paid
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Picked up a girl been tryin' to fuck since the twelfth grade
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It's ironic
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I had the brew she had the chronic, the Lakers beat the Supersonics
I felt on the big fat fanny
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Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
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And my jimmy runs deep so deep, so deep put her butt to sleep
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Woke her up around one
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she didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
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Drove her to the pad and I'm coastin'
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Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
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I was glad everything had worked out
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Dropped her right off, then I chirped out
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Today was like one of those fly dreams
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Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams
D A
No helicopter looking for the murder
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Two in the mornin' got the fat burger
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Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
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And it read Ice Cube's a pimp
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Drunk as hell but no throwin' up
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Half way home and my pager still blowin' up
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Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
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I got to say it was a good day
Instrumental
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