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FOXY BROWN lyrics : "Job"

[Intro]
Ughh, gimme some
Ughh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh

Ughh, get sticky wit it
Ughh, get your name back
Not that, ughh


[Foxy]
^!$$% wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable

Hands all in his pants, feet all on my table
^!$$%s I don't know, rollin' 'dro
Optimo', blow you got to go ^!$$%, out the door

Tryin' to throw some hints
It's the first of the month, time to pay some rent
You could send them ^!$$%s home and hit the streets

Cuz you been layin' up chillin' in this (*##$ for weeks
Know that ice is nice and sticks is sleek
And the fridge is full, but the %#@! ain't sweet

^!$$% get cause to floss, keep %#@! that's new
Sure, you could charge it but the bill is due
See ballers like you gotta pay to play

Y'all Big Pun ^!$$%s gotta pay like you weigh
You could come by, %#@!, but you can't stay
Let my girl Mya sing what I came to say, c'mon


[Mya]
[1]

Cuz ain't nothing going on but the rent
You got to have a J.O.B.
If you wanna be with me

Cuz ain't nothing going on but the rent
You got to have a J.O.B.
If you wanna be with me


[Foxy]
I need a heavy trick with a deadly dick

With a Benz two-thousand SE 6, 's watch, whatever
As long as the Bezzy sit at least three
TVs in everywhere

I ain't tryin' to go to court for child support
In a crib cramped up, fighting for Pampers
I don't want dram's wit' ya'll baby moms

^!$$%, all I want is Cartier Charms
Been tryin' to take it there, $#&@ the movies
I'm a red carpet (*##$, ^!$$%, world premiere

%#@!, I ain't your average I-got-to-have-%#@!
And I'm a shopaholic, with a heavy shoe habit
Not one two, I need a few karats

^!$$% try suffer, buy a stiletto
And I gotta have them Perotta bags
And them shopping sprees and alotta cash, c'mon


[Repeat 1]


If you wanna $#&@, I could spend
If you wanna front, gotta go
If you got dough, let 'em in

If you go broke, it ain't the end
Remember how you did it before?
Let's do it again


You could start from the bottom
Take it to the top

Start it from the Hoopty, end it in the Drop
Wanna know the secret how you stay on me?
You gotta get on, stay on your J.O.B., c'mon


[Repeat 1]


No romance without finance
[Repeat until fade]

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