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payday - rehab lyrics

(yawning)

[intro/hook: danny boone]
hey now it’s okay
gas tank low, radio don’t play
get my money lookin kinda shabby
so homegirl left when she got mad at me
go ahead baby it’s all gravy
i found a roach in the ashtray
i’ve been workin overtime and it’s payday

[verse 1: danny boone]
ok she gone but i’m good
threw up a deuce and she dipped
i’m back to bachelor status
can’t be attached to the hip
her att-tude was so ratchet
i told her “b-tch go get happy somewhere”
here i am back at square one all alone
i told her look i don’t need you, i can do bad on my own
she moved back in with mom and dad, talkin bout i need to get grown
i throw myself into work and my fingers to the bone daily
pullin a double every chance that i get
stayin up late with the fellas and raisin h-ll
when i pull up to the job site i’m usually still buzzin from last night
so sue me all this credit card debt she left me with to pay off
man i’ve been goin hard as f-ck and boy don’t get no days off
and it’s enough to make you wanna pull a b-tches face off
and if her daddy go to trippin
i’mma beat the brakes offa that mothaf-cka
hold up, don’t need to work myself up
i think i’m dreamin
wake up and it’s real
what the f-ck…

[hook]
hey now it’s okay
gas tank low, radio don’t play
get my money lookin kinda shabby
so homegirl left when she got mad at me
go ahead baby its all gravy
i found a roach in the ashtray
i’ve been workin overtime and it’s payday

[verse 2]
so, so, so, so i woke up this morning still livin in a duplex
layin next to some trick and she don’t barely know me
and my living room floor about 4 of my homies
my breakfast black coffee, cold ravioli
lately the rest been late and i’m late for work
supervisor and my landlord both a coupla jerks
so i climb in my truck and it’s a bucket of bolts
hole in the dash where the stereo used to go
and them wires hangin out, don’t get no stations
text from an ex, she’s testin my patience
mind games, she the reason i’m on probation
can’t p-ss clean so i’m probably facin the judge again
plus my weedman got busted
mom and dad on my back, sick of bein fussed at
cussed at, f-ck that, wait a minute man…
y’all better get the f-ck off me…

[verse 3]
yeah its been a few months, i got my p.o. paid
no probation money in the bank, my bills lookin straight
i got my ride back b-mpin, my boss done gave me a raise
plus i got a new apartment, all in all i’m okay
steady stackin, steady workin, doin good for myself
my homie told me old girl done found somebody else
a cat who’s wealthy with a mansion and a business of his own
that she was already f-ckin back when she left me alone
but the word on the street is these jealous beats are alot
said he saw her at the store, she had a h-ll of a knot
as somebody else, i forgot who said back
a couple weeks ago they seen a b-tch with both eyes black
with a neck brace on, purchasin pills for the pain
i’m like, is that a fact, well i’d be d-mned that’s a shame
i dapped him up and turned to leave
a smile came to my face
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

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