Every Dog Has His Day Lyrics – $UICIDEBOY$

Every Dog Has His Day Lyrics by $UICIDEBOY$: Every Dog Has His Day is a Brand New English Song, from the album “YIN YANG TAPES: Fall Season (1989-1990)”, sung by $UICIDEBOY$. Every Dog Has His Day Song lyrics are written by ​Aristos Petrou and Scott Arceneaux Jr. with music produced by ​Budd Dwyer and Sam Bo Bachrack, and this brand-new music video was released on May 19, 2023.

$UICIDEBOY$ – Every Dog Has His Day Lyrics

You Die, Motherfu*ker (Players Never Die)
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life (You Did Good, $Lick)
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life (It’s A Smash)
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life

You Die, Motherfu*ker
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
You Die, Motherfu*ker (Ayy, Yeah, Ayy, Ayy)

Jump Off A Stick Like I’m Nick Cannon, Stash It Like I’m Ganondorf
All My Homies Stuntin’, We All Ballin’ Like We Manage Sports
Up All On My Dick, Want A Pic’? Go ‘head And Tag A [?]
Press Me With That Bullshit, Yeah, I Shoulda Been A Matador

Trap A Hoe, I Choke A Bitch, Man, I Think I Broke Her Hip
F-f-Fu*k Her ’til She Soaked In Piss, I Plan To Make Her Know The Flip
Knock Up, Always Think They Like A Motherfu*kin’ Poker Stick
Ready To Snatch A Soul So You Bang Out With The Frozen Kiss

Bitch, Off Coke And Blessed, Turn A Fu*kboy Into Mist
Scratch A Name Off Of My List, Another, Nothin’, Just For Kicks
Broken Glass Up On My Wrist, Yeah, I Think They Get The Gist
Totin’ Up My Fu*kin Fist Like I Never Fu*kin’ Miss

Scrape Up The Drip, Double Erkels In My Stomach, Pop These [?] Of My Bitch
Align The Chakras While We Fu*kin’, Rearrangin’ All Her [?]
All These Suckers Think They Stuntin’ But They Really Just Lines
Pickin’ Up Lines, Bitch, I Bang Grey

*59 ’til The Day I Die, My Pen Doth Supply
I-i-i Fear I Don’t Know Why I Feel So Normal When I’m High
All These Voices In My Head, I Can’t Tell Which One Is The Lie
Always Bring The Storm, Your Block, We’re Blackin’ Out The Sky

Fuck That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
You Die, Motherfu*ker (Wetto)

Keep That [?] Hate For Me, Break A B!tch Up On Me
[?] Walkin’ On Me, [?] Smoke The Marijuana
It’s Your Lord, Make The Bass Shake, Hella B!tch Weight
Diamonds Shine, [?] Shipment, Make The Weight Skate

I Ben B!tch Whippin’, Flockin’ Chickens When I Side
Pimpin’, Glock Whippin’, P-p-pop A Clip And Have Your Mind
Spin The Spines With It, [?] In Your Mom
Get You Grime With It, Put The [?] And The [?] With It

Sick Of Fame [?], Rollin’ With The Fame, People
Tell A Hoe To Hit Them Knees To Let Me Fu*k Her Brain Tissue
P-p-poppin’ 30S, Seein’ Flurries, Still, I Can’t Miss You
Pop The Stick And Blow The Clip, Kill Everyone That Came With You

Same Issues, Playin’ Russian Roulette With Revolvers
I Go Gung Ho With That Drummo Like I’m Travis Barker
Last Upper, Heard The Devil Talkin’ To Me Off It
Fu*k A Coffin, When I Die, Just Burn Me In A Forest

Wetto Chris Walken, Huntin’ Like The Deer Hunter
You A [?] With No Heart, Just Tuck Head Under
You A Fed, You A Cop, You A Real Hunter
Scarface Wetto With That Metal, Let That Steel Rumble

Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
Fu*k That, I Don’t Need That Shit In My Life
You Die, Motherfu*ker
Fu*k That

Written by: ​Aristos Petrou & Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Every Dog Has His Day Song Info

But Here We Are Album Tracklist

Rescued
Under You
Hearing Voices
But Here We Are
The Glass
Nothing at All
Show Me How
Beyond Me
Rest

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