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 D!ck, 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 B!tch, 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

B!tch, 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 B!tch
Align The Chakras While We Fu*kin’, Rearrangin’ All Her [?] All These Suckers Think They Stuntin’ But They Really Just Lines
Pickin’ Up Lines, B!tch, 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

Fu*k 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

YIN YANG TAPES: Fall Season (1989-1990) Album Tracklist

Fall Season Intro
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Provolone & Heroin

Every Dog Has His Day Music Video