Everything, Everyday, Everywhere (feat. Keri Hilson)

One, two, R-Les, Loso, we do it like, hey Yeah, let's go R-Les, just rock with me now Yeah, yeah Oh, this next selection, oh Same shit, different day Just ride through the city Looking pretty as they use you (It's what I do) It's the same old thing Got the name on the chain Just to let them know who's who (In cause you don't know so) And they know I'm over here So they come and find me Right after they lose you (What took y'all so long?) For you niggas in the way We can let the guns say "'Scuse you" (Come on you lames) At the end of the day We just trying to find our way And I might be a come up (Nice) And baby you can hitch a ride But you gotta know how to do More than how to keep a thump up (You ride stick, girl?) It's so incredible That it ain't edible But they know the cake's real (I'm the Pillsbury Dough Man) Yo, I couldn't even say Ask these other silicon niggas How being fake feel Yeah, everything is my thing, Imma do it my way, everyday Yeah, everything about me, what they love about me, everything Yeah, everywhere that I be, feel VIP, baby Yeah, and everybody's cool, but y'all just ain't me Somebody better tell em That we in this bitch Like an unborn baby (Hey) See, we be everywhere And they ain't never there Couldn't tell you where they be (Where you at, baby?) And you already know You ain't gotta ask me You can see that everything is up ('Sup son?) And I'm so about my money You ain't talking about no money You ain't even gotta bring it up (Huh?) And I hope you don't think We give a sugar, honey, iced tea Or a middle finger up I just stay sucker-free Leave the lames where they be And I let my chips pringle up (That means "stacked") Everybody calm down There's enough to go around You just gotta say how much you want (Talk to me) Don't know what you looking for 'Less it's a problem I promise this ain't what you want, nigga Yeah, everything is my thing, Imma do it my way, everyday Yeah, everything about me, what they love about me, everything Yeah, everywhere that I be, feel VIP, baby Yeah, and everybody's cool, but y'all just ain't me Hey, can you do me this favor Answer this question Y'all going try who (Please) See the shoes by Gucci Bag by Louie The hatin' will be by you (Hater) And I appreciate the love Thank the man above Cause a nigga feel so blessed (Thank God) Yeah, and I ain't gonna stop Better get 'em red bulls I don't give these haters no rest Yeah, everything is my thing, Imma do it my way, everyday Everything about me, what they love about me, everything Everywhere that I be, feel VIP, baby Yeah, and everybody's cool, but y'all just ain't me Every, every, every, every, every Every, every, every, every, every Every, every, every, every, every Every, every, every, every, every Every, every, every, every, every Every, every, every, every, every