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Body to Body, Job to Job (Swans) · Filth/Body to Body, Job to Job (Swans) · Filth/Body to Body, Job to Job (Swans) · Looks Like a Job For... (Big Daddy Kane) · Take This Job and Shove It/Armed and Crazy (Johnny Paycheck) · Take This Job and Shove It [Excalibur] (Johnny Paycheck) · Get a Job (The Silhouettes) · Flame Job (The Cramps) · Mustn't Grumble/Job Lot (Chas & Dave) · I Hate My Job (Cam'ron) – and 90 other albums »


Girls it's been my pleasure
To know quite a lot of you
And in the main
You're pretty sane, it's true
But there are a few who do to
Doo ti doo
just doing my job
Hey lady, don't mind me I'm just doing my job
I don't want to make your life more harder, I'm just doin my job
You live here, I work
' it again
Oh, I'm doin' it again
Yes, I'm doin' it again
I said it would end

Ayo I'm on my job, see my eyes focused where the prize be
Even though they
And spittin' game through my mobile phone
The type of s*** to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug n****

'Tis the season to be servin', what you
to be servin'" "What you doin'?"
"Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker"
"Tis the season, to be servin'"

Short than a motherfucker snatched up by one-time
And spittin' game through my mobile phone
The type of shit to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug nigga

'Tis the season to be servin', what you
doin' demolition
He was kind of different than everyone else 
Oh he liked to hang out all by himself
Didn't hit those bars in Sunnyside Queens 
Went
gon' do it again

[Chorus]

Yeah, hey yo, I'm on a job; see my eyes focused where the prize be
Even though they tried to rob me and sabotage
(picture that)

Hey man I'm just doing my job
Hey lady, don't mind me I'm just doing my job
I don't want to make your life more harder, I'm just doin' my
Been on a barbed wire highway forty days and nights 
I ain't complain'n that's my job and it suits me right 
I got a sweet soul fever rushin'
a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n'
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n'
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
the better man
Crazy raw, doin my job like the mob
Blazin y'all, and disappearin in the fog
or a mist, and chicks can't resist what I kick
They be beggin
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
mind
Listen, my father didn't know the meaning of work
He disrespected mama, and treated us like dirt
I left home, seekin' a job that I never did find
is ringin'
My paint job is wet, my chrome is gleamin'
I feel like a vet ballin' on these rookies
An old-school bully, you must have played hooky

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