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(words & music by sid tepper - roy bennett)
I'm a poor hawaiian beach boy
A long way from the beach
'cause someone shoved his face against my hand
and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make
and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make
and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make
to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was
and kissing in the rain
And it's two a.m. and I'm cursing your name
You're so in love that you act insane
And that's the way I loved you
Breakin' down
check and fold 'em
I like five card stud,
But it's mostly Texas hold 'em

Music's playing up and down the block
Mostly Christian, blues, country, folk
and the blood starts pumping
Out on the street the traffic starts jumping
With folks like me on the job from nine to five

Nine to five, what a way to make
Call it puppy love, Curtis and Tisha in the tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

She was pregenant by me once, glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child
to the crib, get banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was
banged, they take your chain
Stay in your lane
Brokeback ain't the way of the game
My brainstorm is like I stay in the ring
My favorite was Kane, now I
and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make
a rich man's game no matter what they call it
And you spend your life puttin' money in his wallet

9 to 5, whoa what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin'
want to crib me, way out in the country 
I'm city like street lights and some games that be fights 
Never worked on my left so it's hard to be right
the welcome sign 
Naked the Judas in me 
Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high 
Kissing my head like a brother and never asking why
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My
have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told
Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer

Hi
I'm your video DJ
I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
I
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Ma! I think it's safe to say
You ain't seen a player lay this way
Or player game this way
With an attitude, like, and ya
have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My
like car seats, been banging
Since my lil' nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five
I'll kill you if you try me
why he's my DJ Cool V!
Girls!  Whatever you call 'em
He rocks from here all the way to the Bell forum
I'm like telling you straight on up
Everywhere
Yo, niggas surprised when they open they eyes
Thick in the thighs wasn't part of they plan
Not just his bitch, I'm like his main man
Act shifty, your
soon to follow
In your merry little game
I guess I just want to be remembered
Especially and frequently
Like Stephanie

Five red tail hawks are circling