It was a Rice Day
Just wakin' up in the morning gotta thank Buddah
I dunno, but today seems kinda odd
No one's cooking the dog, no smog
N' momma cooked a breakfast with no duck
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin' will I live another twenty fo'
I gotta go cuz I got me a junk boat
N' if I hit the switch the damn thing might float
Had to stop,at a red light
Lookin' in my mirror, not a egg roll in sight
N' everything is alright
I Got a beep from Mr. Kim N' he can fuck all night
Called up the homies that I'm maxin yo
Which province are y'all playin' ping pong
Get me on a table N' I'm trouble
Last week fucked around N' got a triple-double
Freakin' chinkz every way like M.J
I can't believe, today was a rice day
Drove to the rice pad N' hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cuz just yesterday them kung-fools tried to blast me
Saw the police N' they rolled right passed me
No flexin'
Didn't even look in a chinkz direction
As I ran the intersection
Went to chu-fongz house
They was watchin Yo MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps
Shake 'em, up Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em
EggRoll 'em in a circle of chinkz N' watch me break 'em
With the seven, seven eleven, seven eleven
Seven even backed ol' little Wong
I picked up the kung-pao
Then we played boons N' I'm yellin' "Hai Ya"
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central Taipei
Today was a rice day
I left my chinkz house paid
Picked up a girl I been tryin' to fuck since the 12th grade
It's screwy
I had the boo, she had the chop suey
Bruce Lee beat up Hong Kong Phooey
I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy
N' killed the poot nanny
N' my dick runs deep, so deep
So deep put Kwai-lee's ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didn't hesitate to call Rice Cube, the top dong
Drove her to the rice pad N' I'm coastin'
Took a sip of the saki potion
Hit the three wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off then chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashin' those high beams
No helicopter lookin' for a murder
2 in the morning got the monkey burger
Even saw the lights of the Good Year blimp
N' it read Rice Cube's a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwin' up
Halfway home N' my pagers still blowin' up
Today I didn't even have to use my Nomchuks
I gotta say it was a rice day...
Yo, Wong-fu stop this shit
What the fuck I'm thinkin' about