La De Da

Written By Zeta ATTLAST & 1000 pROJECTS

Produced By Paul Cabbin

HOW I MADE THIS MIXTAPE

MASTERING & ADDITIONAL ARRANGEMENTS BY ACE DIVINE
RECORDED AND MASTERED AT ANARCHY STUDIOS BY ACE DIVINE

 

 

Verse 1

 

Online you done made it

real life you just basic

my heart is what I paint with

so I can never fake it

you want it why just taste it

like going on vacation

coming back to work at the same desk

that shit aint where I'm aiming

my life is a vacation

instead of looking at the damn clock

wishing for the days end

we party up all night dogg

and drink for the occasions

my nigga just got married

I told him dont you hurry

come on dogg just be patient

my nigga dont you pay shit

tonight we up in beaging

tomorrow’s invitiation

my fashion is innovation

condo downtown

cus its all about location

my youngin got the good weed

I call her motivation

my shawty is so thick dawg

I love the forncation

I pump her with some good D

that sums up our relation

the radio they love me

I'm always in rotation

I made it from the stuggle

now sing to my creation

 

Chorus

 

I'm singing la da da de da

every day till the sun up (oh)

riding round till we throw up (oh)

all my niggas gonna blow up

oh

blow up

oh

 

Verse 2

 

Whats the point

whats the point

whats the deal

whats the deal

you dont feel me

you dont feel me

nah be real

nah be real

I just told ya

I just sold ya

happy meal

happy meal

happy feet

happy feet

hundred mill

hundred mill

how you like it

how you like it

brand new wheels

brand new wheels

brand new shawty

with the body

looks that kill

looks that kill

has a army

has a army

never neal

never neal

never settle

never settle

brand new deal

got new deals

brand new earrings

brand new earrings

fresh appeal

fresh appeal

keep it stunner

keep it stunner

keep it real

keep it real

keep it coming

keep it gunning

never chill

never chill

keep it working

keep it working

now you feel

 

Chorus

 

I'm singing la da da de da

every day till the sun up (oh)

riding round till we throw up (oh)

all my niggas gonna blow up

oh

blow up

oh

 

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