Daily Song Lyrics

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You’re faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life’s been way off line
You’re falling to pieces everytime
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

Cause you had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don’t lie
You’re coming back down and you really don’t mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

You had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don’t lie
You’re coming back down and you really don’t mind
You had a bad day

(Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I’m not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You’ve seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day

*boing*

Nitty:
Here we go again
Ghetto field USA
You know I go by the name Nitty right?
I gotta introduce you to
anotha muthafucka in my squad right
This nigga go by the name of Joc
He resides in College park right
But for right now
what we gotta do for yall
we gotta give yall a hit

Verse 1:
Niggas in my face
damn near every day
aska million questions like Joc where you stay
tell ‘em College Park
where they chop cars
In 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone
J’s on my feet
I’m on that Patrone so get like me
‘69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
beat in my trunk ballin just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood
Posted by the store
pistol in my lap on the phone countin dough
If ya girl choose
let her do her thang
just like her mama nice ass nice brain
Everbody love me
I’m so fly
Nigga throw the dueces everytime i ride by
I know you wonder why
I’m so cool
Dont ask me just
do what you do

Chorus 2x:
meet me in the Trap
it’s goin down
meet me in the mall
it’s goin down
meet me in the club
it’s goin down
anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down

Verse 2:
Verse number two
Do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck
Pocket fulla Ben Franks
when Im in the mall
hoes just pause
Pop a few tags gimme dat on da wall
time to flip the work
make the block bump
Boys N da Hood
Call me Black by my trunk
Dope Boy magic
7 days a week
number one record
long as Nitty on the beat
Ooh I think they like me
betta yet I know
LIghts, camera, action
when I walk through the door
Niggas know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black in the coupe
Girls likin Girls
time to recruit
if you gotta problem say it to my face
we can knuckle up anytime any place

Chorus 2x:
meet me in the Trap
it’s goin down
meet me in the mall
it’s goin down
meet me in the club
it’s goin down
anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down

verse 3:
Time to set it off
Let these niggas know
Have they ever seen a Chevy wit them butterfly doors
I ride real slow no need to speak
gotta make sure they see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail they don’t think I know
I keep my hands clean cuz i never touch do
Everytime I see ‘em look ‘em in they eyes
Ask me how I know? It’s me surprise
Put it in the air rep where you stay
Take a step back blow the Kush in they face
stuntin is a habit
let ‘em see the karats
I’mma make it rain nigga i ain’t ‘fraid to share it

Chorus 2x:
meet me in the Trap
it’s goin down
meet me in the mall
it’s goin down
meet me in the club
it’s goin down
anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down

Nitty:
Yea
Yung Joc
Nitty strikes again
This a nitty beat Play maker
So So Def muthafucka
Beat fades out

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind
She’s on your mind

Let’s rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that’s disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind
She’s on your mind

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind
She’s on your mind

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I’m becoming the part that don’t last
I’m losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won’t let it go down till we torch it ourselves

And everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind
She’s on your mind

Everyone knows
She’s on your mind
Everyone knows I’m in over my head
I’m in over my head
I’m in over…

Everyone knows I’m in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She’s on your mind
She’s on your mind