Lyrics Dom Kennedy

Dom Kennedy

In The Daytime

You might gotta

Y'know I'm saying you might gotta go Earl's

And get you a chili cheese dawg to cruise around in this one

J Skillz what's poppin baby

What's cool baby

Sun shining on this new day

Yes it is

In the daytime

I cruise the city and mind the ladies waistline

To the bassline

Some old quick shit

Or maybe me perhaps

Throwing 2s at the new coups

With the feet to match

Got my new sneakers (Check)

Got my new beeper (Check)

Blackberry keep me connected like the reefer man

Seat back and my speakers blarin

Moon roof slight over-cast

But I'm so over that

I over gas onto the over pass

I'm so slow it's like I'm born fast

How annoying is that?

I'm so cold I got the annoying back

I'm on the road in them Jordan packs

And I'm damn sporting black laces in em

And my Louie got faces in em

And you can give me that Ma

As long as you ain't got braces in em

Now say it with em

In the daytime

I don't know man you like

Y'know I'm saying

You gotta, you gotta let that moon roof go on this one

So necessary on this one

Y'know mean

You gotta, you gotta get that car wash across from R's Wings

Today was a good day too Cube

Picked up a pair of shoes, nice t, and some cooked food

Hit the wine with it

Saw my ex spent some time with it

Quick session did the grind with it

Shes so mine with it

Marc Jacobs she so fine with it

Mack gloss, a lil shine with it

Bonita Applebaum, put me on a lil Tribe with it

It feel good close your eyes with it

Look to the sky baby

That's not a plane that's your guy baby

I shine hard like amoral

I don't be warming up

Come in the game they gone warm you up

Your girl say you ain't warm enough

She wanna join with us

I told Jason he could join her up

It's for life he better warn her first

We don't play like smush in the playoffs

The swoosh on my J Ross

SOB lampin like crooks on a day off

We kick push in a weight off

No I'm not sellin but if I was I ain't tellin

(Shhhh)

In the daytime

It's like

It be one of them days where

It be like December and it like be 83 out in this motherfucker

Y'know I'm sayin, this that

Y'know I mean

You just be crusiing like

In the daytime

Born in God's likeness

Kids in L.A say yeah I wanna be like him

So I try and write some nice good hymns for em

Get my bars up

You know hit the gym for em

I'm just trying to win for em

Slide up Lay-gray baby hit the tin for em

Standing tall as a tiger shit I'm a benz for em

South central or either I'm like a prince for em

Sent form by a higher power

They biting my style but catch me anywhere

My frequent miles fly up

Local celebrity live life yours will never be

That of a Kennedy

Don't be mad at the pedigree

Best ever shit?

I better be

Nah I'm just trying to become a better me

Kill this in trey, leather seats

Hmm like two Carrea deep

But G4 got them Carreas beat

Fuck I care I'm off Albera street,

Nigga this forever E

In the daytime

Y'know mean, and throw like 30 in your tank too

I'm tired of seeing y'all niggas on lagera and Slawson

Every nigga that be there in their Hummers and shit

Like yo, can I get ten on two?