A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

SCRILLA VIC lyrics : "Oh, No!"

Uh, Oh! I got laid off againThe unemployment line is lookin' like my best friendAnd when I get a job, I gotta be a tempAgain with no chance of ever going permanentI got a boss for every project that I doLost count after the number hit 22I gotta put in overtime every single weekendJust another week that the V can't sleep inHit the alarm and go-go back to sleepLate to work just about every other weekThe Dow keeps droppin. I'm losin' all my savingsThe economy sucks and the V keeps slavingBut I still can't make the deadlineHope I don't have to wait up in a breadlineSee a fine woman and I wink at her in passin'Oh, No! I'm canned for sexual harrassmentUh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Oh, No!Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Oh, No!Uh, Oh! For the fans to show me loveI gotta be a gangster, goon or a thug.Goin' at the game with intelligent tact,And I'm stereotyped into Alternative Rap?But I'm so hood so I flaunt my cashSheet, prolly 'end up getting' my rope snatchedIf I wanna show that the V's a fly prospectI gotta treat women like a (*##$ or an object.Just got a deal so I got a lotta funds.And waste it all on Bentley's rollin' on dubs.If I wanna go far, I gotta act hard?Roll deep with a fake posse & bodyguard?Talkin' can I get a witness?Cuz the paparazzi's all up in my businessBut I need the buzz so I can get some street credSo I cop a grill & a mother $#&@-it attitudeThe hood's the farthest thing from my latitudeAnd I'll mimic any rapper out ? doesn't matter whoStickin' to the script, cuz makin' hits is the formula.Oh, No! Respectability, I'm ignorin' 'ya.Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Oh, No!Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Uh, Oh! Oh, No!I wanna hear some praise leave the women in a dazeHave plenty fans for days, but I all I get instead is?Yo, you're music's cool but your way over the hillTo be kickin' lyrics so just hang it up and chill?Damn! That sucks so I'm searchin' for a skeezerJust met this girl, but I'll do anything to please herRappin' out my $$# and I really need a breatherI've been down and out since the 1st Leave it to BeaverNah, I'm cool so I go out on a blind dateMy date's lookin' worse than thizz face-screwfaceBut it's been a while so I do like LudacrisHave just one more drink and now I'm up all on this chickI'd knock it out the park but I left my bat at homeThinkin' I'd be smoother if I order some PatronGet so drunk I'm gettin' drug out by a medicOther dudes are clean. I'm more like hypoallergenic.There it is. Just another day in the life and times of the V.Livin' like a king in this land of milk and honey.Nah, I'm livin' life without bling in this land of silk and money.Shee!

Submit Corrections