First, here's the short version of why today is "Good Day" Day
Got it? OK, now press play and scroll down. Have a good day.
I don't know, but today seems kind of odd.
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out.
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinking, 'Will I live another twenty-fo'?'
And if I hit the switch,
I can make the ass drop.
And everything is alright.
I got a beep from Kim and she can fuck all night.
Called up the homies, and I'm askin' y'all:
'Which court are y'all playin' basketball?'
Freaking brothers every way like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day.
Drove to the pad and hit the showers.
Didn't even get no static from the cowards.
'Cuz just yesterday, them fools tried to blast me.
No flexin'; didn't even look in a nigga's direction
as I ran the intersection.
Roll 'em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break 'em.
With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
seven, even Back Do' Lil' Joe
I picked up the cash flow.
And now I'm yelling dominoes.
Plus, nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day.
Left my nigga's house paid.
I had the brew, she had the chronic.
The Lakers beat the Supersonics.
I felt on the big fat fanny,
Woke her up around one ...
Took another sip of the potion,
hit the three-wheel motion.
I was glad everything had worked out.
Dropped her ass off and then chirped out.
Today was like one of those fly dreams ...
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams.
No helicopter looking for a murder.
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp,
and it read, 'Ice Cube's A Pimp.'
Drunk as hell, but no throwin' up;
halfway home and my pager's still blowin' up.
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K. ...