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    "I Got A Right Ta" Lyrics

    Common feat. Pharrell Williams

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    Yeah! Hah! Yeah, we got, come on
    Y'all cats know the abstract nigga with the attitude
    Pass the booze, and let's build on it
    I'm rolling in a Cadillac with the grill fronted
    I ain't even smoke no mo' but I feel blunted
    Yo I'm tokin on the freedom
    Stepping to the A.M., cats be tokin in the P.M.
    Tell the players I'm the G.M.
    Told my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed them
    They need me like I need them
    See the streets is bleedin
    Had to meet with my mind and ? to be defined and
    Stay on my climb
    I'm grind - ing, 'til I get blue balls
    Everyday, same shit new star
    Don't make me act like where I come from because he grew tall
    There's a place that to run from it if you neu - tral
    Hustlers and vogues, customers and smokes
    I kiss the sky feeling high off the stuff that I wrote

    [Chorus] (x2)
    I want to ride in my car, smoke my weed
    Keep my head high, let the chrome spin
    I got the right to feel hood
    I got the right to feel high
    I got the right to feel hood
    I got the right to feel high

    I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go into a thrift shop
    Connect, get up to the ghetto and get props
    If you gonna get that kick-a-box
    Make sure that ? not
    If you gonna get that glock don't be scared to big shot
    Hip Hop is changin, y'all want me to stay the same?
    Sorta like Barkley on how I see the game
    I recognize game like a scout
    Ayo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your lady out
    I ain't about that
    Messing with no other man's women
    Because of jealousy then a man go under
    Understand a man and his mental
    Listening to Joan Mitchell
    With the fan and the window
    Can it be so simple then?
    I rock Rockports, you rock Timberlands
    I want a Rover, but I'm thinking long range
    I ain't switch over, I just made my own lane


    Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the track
    I feel it in my neck and my back
    A thug came to me, said it changed his life
    Said the love of his life, he used to bang to the light
    I'm trying to do better
    I ain't claiming Mister Right
    I'm a grown man, I'm too old to fist-fight
    I stay on point like trick dice
    Tweeking like the sound man who need to switch mike
    Sounding bitch like
    I know the block is hot, but we just can't get ice
    When our children's children sit nice?
    I sing the song to make the fiend's strong
    King Kong ain't got shit on me
    I train days to rip emcees, I'm peaking
    But I still gotta get that cheese
    You on some monkey ball damn chimpanzees
    Mobbin through the Chi-Town to feel the breeze yo

    This song was submitted on January 3rd, 2005 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Pharrell Williams, Pharrell L Williams.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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