J.o.b. (das What Dey Is!)

Prince Paul

Bimos: Yo what's up man?



Scully B: Yo w'shup man?



Bimos: Yo you gotta let 'em know where that Scully B is!



Scully B: I 'unno man but you know they be all just BITIN' MAN!!




Scully B:



J.O.B. tryin' to make green



Peoples always ask me what the hell does that mean?



J is for the jerks around the way



Who be standin' on the corner almost every single day



O is for the others who can't understand



How gettin' a job can improve a man



B's for the bitch that lets you knock it



But only if you got that cash in your pocket



She lets you rock her 'till the break o' dawn



And then skip town when the cash is gone




Bimos: Aw yeah, Scully B got head!



Scully B: Yeah, you know what I'm sayin' man, DAS what dey is!




Scully B:



Step into this jam, damn, lookin' nice



Jealous sucka punks thinkin' what a life



Well, since this is life and nothing comes free



It's all about makin' that cash money



Grabbin' on my clothes, girls screamin' my name



Well I guess that's just the price of fame



This bum asked for change, (Yo, can I get some change, man?) lookin' kinda rugged



It's not that I fronted, but I only carry 100's



Bump into this girl I ain't seen for a while



The girl flips out and starts actin' wild



Now things like that I won't allow



'Cause girls like that cold cramp my style




Bimos: Yo, she played you like that? Daaaamn! Yo, I woulda kicked her in the neck!



Scully B: Oh. Is that what you did?




Jason X:



Drivin' in my Z down the avenue



Gangsta lean to the side and a 40 of brew



Hit my breaks (screeeech!), who could it be?



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