JOB

[Intro: Foxy Brown]

Ugh, gimme some

Ugh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh

Ugh, get sticky wit' it

Ugh, get your name back

Not that, ugh

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown]

Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable

Hands all in his pants, feet all on my table

Niggas I don't know, rollin' 'dro

Optimo', blow you got to go nigga, out the door

Tryin' to throw some hints

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

You could send them niggas home and hit the streets

Cuz 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

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

Sure, you could charge it but the bill is due

See ballers like you gotta pay to play

Y'all Big Pun niggas gotta pay like you weigh

You could come by, shit, but you can't stay

Let my girl Mya sing what I came to say, c'mon

[Chorus: Mýa]

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

[Verse 2: Foxy Brown]

I need a heavy trick with a deadly dick

With a Benz two-thousand SE 6, 's watch, whatever

As long as the Bezzy sit at least three

TV's in everywhere

I ain't tryin' to go to court for child support

In a crib cramped up, fighting for Pampers

I don't want dram's wit' ya'll baby moms

Nigga, all I want is Cartier Charms

Been tryin' to take it there, fuck the movies

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

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

And I'm a shopaholic, with a heavy shoe habit

Not one two, I need a few karats

Nigga try suffer, buy a stiletto

And I gotta have them Prada bags

And them shopping sprees and alotta cash, c'mon

[Chorus: Mýa]

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

[Verse 3: Foxy Brown]

If you wanna fuck, I could spend

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

Start it from the Hoopty, end it in the Drop

Wanna know the secret how you stay on me?

You gotta get on, stay on your J.O.B., c'mon

[Chorus: Mýa]

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

Cause ain't nothing going on but the rent

You got to have a J.O.B

If you wanna be with me

[Outro: Mýa]

No romance without finance

(Repeat until fade)