Lyrics:
Sittin' here waitin', anticipatin'
What I'm gonna do to you
You may not see it
But you sure do need it
And I'll change your mind 'fore you're
the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
Well, this job I've got is just a little too hard,
Runnin' out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
Gonna wake up in the mornin', Lord, gonna pack my
and get a job
'Cause this little hustle's getting you by
You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss I've ever known
I know what I was on,
She called me up today
Meet me down at the old cafe
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk
Step into my
threatened
Ain't a hip hop veteran, I'm a hip hop felon
I need a crib by the mountains
Chest look house lit limbs get frostbit
Brand new outfit's if you less
See I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll
Got off in the game don't need no cheat code
As long as I know the G code
Being
Stand here ev'ry night,
I'm wearin' my number,
But she said wear it,
Touching up another fool.
In a jukebox job downin' blues
In her
do
I think us bad bitches is a gift from God (gift from God)
I think you broke hoes need to get a job (get a job)
Now I'm a boss, I write my own
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stand here ev'ry night,
I'm wearin' my number,
But she said wear it,
Touching up another fool.
In a jukebox job downin' blues
In her
Run fast from my day job
Runnin' fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin' back to the strip club
I'm never going back, never
need is a gas and a lighter
And we'll have one hell of a time
I got a California king in my condo
Got a motherfuckin' big screen by the front door
9-to-5 job
Rather have a knob job
Things get too inertial
No time for commercials
I'd rather be a clone
I guess I'm going home
To visit Kojak
Gong
You put your heart up on a shelf
I know it's hard to be by yourself
You need someone that's true and strong
Baby someone just came along
I am
the door, leave the cold outside
I don't need nothing when I'm by your side
We got something that'll never die
Our dreams, our pride
My heart beats like
I got more than a man can need
A job, a house, a family, alive and well
Friends that call me all the time
Looking at my life seeing her crying all by
'Cause I don't own no money tree and very little lam
But I said mama don't you cry I'll get a job up fore the day's gone by
I don't know where though
even take that drag
A man these days
Needs a strong will to survive
I work hard at my job, don't gamble with my pay
I work hard at my job, don't gamble
could ever need
But that's alright I got a woman that'll stand by me
And there's lots of places we ain't seen
And there's always a job waitin'
night in the rain
I'm walking alone
I don't have a job
Behind with my rent
Another hole in my belt
My belly's empty
No need to fear, nothing
a man named Lear,
And I need a job,
So I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
It's a dirty story of a dirty man,
And his clinging wife
Aunt DeDe, whoever
Aunt Falma, Uncle Roy we stuck together
A year went by and I could walk y'all
Moms got that good ol job at city hall
She probably
Well this job Ive got is just a little too hard,
Running out of money, lord, I need more pay.
Gonna wake up in the morning lord, gonna pack my
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