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My own boss (Work) Last year I was takin' them notes Conference room every day in the woes (Watch yourself) Last year at work I was zerked, I was irked Tryna figure out them madbuys This year at work I been drinking with some black guys Hey I done came up (sho' nuff) Like, last year at work I'm like oh, that's my boss, she a bitch She know it She looking at me every day Like, Dave, where you going? I'm looking back like, "Ho (I hate your demeanor) to print some shit, but you don't even know" Now look what happened, now who rapping? Now at work I ask to look at bitches' titties then that's happenin' Titties looking back at me like "Dicky, boy, what's cracking?" I look back at titties like "I need a sec, I'm rapping" Titties looking back at me like, "take your time, you snapping" I'm like, "woo, I'm getting paid for that?" I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? (All of these hoes that know me I'll never go back homie) Homie last week I was up in Miami Got paid to chill in the club Literally, chilling, like not even rapping I think I did a good job Sat there on Twitter my new correspondence Is going through all of these wonderful compliments Used to be scrutinizing all these documents Now when I sign off on something, it's body parts Titty, booty, macking a cutie Got a bag in the back of the room of the venue 'cause she copped that meet and greet I got them going down in their prime like Aaliyah be Used to post up, on time, no brakes Got a purp poster on the vine, no grapes Used to have to swallow all the pride Had to piss out the slacks of the sack in the sweats every day Used to buy brands, now the brands pay Dave Like, I just got a box of Pumas, 'cause they think I'm cool Watch me mention StarKist Tuna, watch my friends get full I used to sit and wait for Friday But now my whole week like a Friday Hey, I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? (All of these hoes that know me I'll never go back homie) Last year I'm stuck up doing shit up in a cubicle They tell me what to do, I'm thinking "fuck that shit" But y'all, I couldn't tell them what the fuck I'm thinking Now they're paying just to listen to this shit, I got up on my leg Got three or four bitches who 'bout to get the fourth down That's a first, I remember when what lunch I picked was all I get My bitch make that coffee, now only boss me around when we fuck Was missing college but now they bringing me back, it's still fun God damn Dicky, you too old to be fucking all these kids Yeah, I know, but if you can rap, it's a lot less creepy though I'm smoking weed in public, but it never seem to matter Dump a bottle of water on your clothes and you ecstatic I don't ever have to set alarms, I wake up supernatural I can grab a bitch's hand and she will scream "you so attractive" How did this happen? I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? I'm getting paid for that? Nah, I'm getting paid for that? (All of these hoes that know me I'll never go back homie) I used to be up in Excel every day with a bitch (very proficient) Now I just suck on my dick, suck on my own dick, man Hey, I suck on my own dick, every rapper do it Just a thing, an inside thing I learned It's absurd, it's like, I'm in the industry now, so, I'm seeing shit Every rapper suck they own dick, it's not just me Swear to God on Bible I don't believe in the Bible though so I made the whole thing up Did you believe for a minute that the whole rap game sucked they own dick? I hope not That would be, an exageration I don't think anybody else sucks their own dick I also don't suck mine It was a clear joke Like I don't think people need to be homophobic about that Nor is there anything wrong with gay people I don't know, like, what I can or cannot say at this point Like, what can I say? Here's what I can say Is that on the note of swearing on Bible It's crazy to me that like our whole country is run on like, principles of religion I probably shouldn't say that either But it's like crazy, that like a President couldn't really be elected unless he was like an outgoing Christian Just seems like such a, like you know in 200 years nobody is going to be thinking that way It's just going to become an antiquated line of thinking Kind of like, how you look back at slavery now Definitely can't say that, delete that last part But it's the same, you know what I mean like, people, uhh, whatever
Writer(s): Jason Kevin Pounds, David Andrew Burd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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