Job Das What Dey Is lyrics

Job Das What Dey Is lyrics

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Send "Job Das What Dey Is" Ringtone to your Cell 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? Some nice round thighs and a big boo-ty I said `Baby, baby, I know what you like - Turn that butt around and I`ll ride you like a bike.` She said `Yeah, man, I know what you mean ... ` Then she pulled down those designer jeans `Cause I`m the type of brother that just don`t play I waxed that butt from March till May And just in case I get an overdose I pass it on to my man Bimos Scully B: Stopped at the light on Atlantic Avenue Aw, damn! Here comes that Squeegee crew! Brothers on the car like rats on cheese Get off my car, niggas, won`t you please? Stopped at the station to get me some gas And here comes a girl with a great big ass The closer she got, the more I knew I had to take her to the crib and do the dew Ran in the store to get me some brew A 3-pack of condoms and a Charleston Chew Back to the crib, didn`t play no games Had the fly girl screamin` my name (SCULLY!!) Finally realized the girl was a whore Put my foot in her ass, she asked me for some more Bimos: Oh, is DAT what she is? Scully B: (giggling Send " Job Das What Dey Is" Ringtone to your Cell Job Das What Dey Is lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Job Das What Dey Is lyrics @ ELyrics | Job Das What Dey Is lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Job Das What Dey Is lyrics @ Songlyrics | Job Das What Dey Is lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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