Job (feat. Mýa)

Gimme some

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get sticky wit' it

Get your name back

Not that

**** wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable

Hands all in his pants, feet all on my table

**** I don't know rollin' dro

Optimos, blows, you got to go, ****, out the door

Tryna throw some hints

It's the first of the month, time to pay some rent

You send 'em **** home and hit the streets

'Cause you been layin' up, chillin' in this bitch for weeks

Know that ice is nice and sticks is sleek

And the fridge is full, but the shit ain't sweet

**** get cause to floss, keep shit that's new

Sure, you could charge, but the bill is due

See? Ballers like you got to pay to play

Y'all Big Pun **** got to pay like you weigh

You come by, and shit, you can't stay

Let my girl Mýa sing what I came to say, come on

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

I need a heavy trick with a deadly dick

With a Benz 2000 SE 6, watch, whatever

As long as the bezzy's sit

At least three TV's in everywhere

I ain't tryna go to court for child support

In the crib, cramped up, fightin' for Pampers

I don't want dram's with y'all baby moms

****, all I want is Cartier charms

Been tryna take it there, fuck the movies

I'm a red carpet bitch, ****, world premiere

Shit, I ain't your average I've-got-to-have-shit

I'm a shopaholic with a heavy shoe habit

Not one, two, I need a few karats

****, try several, buyin' stilettos

And I got to have them Prada bags

And them shopping sprees and a lot of cash, come on

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

If you wanna fuck, I could spin

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

Started from the hoopdie, ended in the drop

Wanna know the secret how you stay on me?

Got to get on, stay on your J-O-B, come on

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

'Cause ain't nothing goin' on but the rent

You got to have a J-O-B

If you wanna be with me

No romance without finance

No romance without finance

No romance without finance (No romance)

No romance without finance (Without finance)

No romance without finance

No romance without finance

No romance without finance

No romance without finance