He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job
A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop
Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top
In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job
I watched my ma whip up work fukk a havin a job
I read about napoleon hill and try to know god
Got a job i took the safer route
Pockets probably like fried food
When are ya gonna get ya self a job,
On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid
And when you do get a job, you always get there late
Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job
Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not
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