Lyrics

Baby, bring your ass back home
And if your work friends ask,
tell them you ain't going back, no, no
Forget about those student loans
You got a new career path,
throw the papers in the trash, oh no
Clock in,
go get your nails done
Shop in,
whatever you want
Promise you'll want that overtime
Pick up the phone,
baby just call
Put your two weeks in, fuck that job
Fuck that job
No other place to get you up
Put your two weeks in, fuck that job
Fuck that job
Baby, bring your ass back home
And if your work friends ask,
tell them you ain't going back, no, no
Baby, I notice soon as you walk through the door
It's on your face, you can't do that shit anymore
Fuck a promotion, I want you head of the board
Or maybe on the floor
Clock in,
go get your nails done
Shop in,
whatever you want
Promise you'll want that overtime
Pick up the phone,
baby just call
Put your two weeks in, fuck that job
Fuck that job
No other place to get you up
Put your two weeks in, fuck that job
Fuck that job
Written by: John Austin Sanders
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