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garry with two r's - job lyrics

job lyrics
[intro]

i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’
i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’

[verse one]

you ain’t on the same sh+t as me
unless i gave it to ya’
i’m doin’ me
so don’t compare me to how they would do ya’
you think i’m doin’ wrong
go on let them strangers do ya’
lil’ b+tch i’m big blessed
thank god hallelujah
hallelujah she a prostitutor
she be teachin’ turnin’ b+tches out
and prostitute ‘em
she a demon she a dog
and she be dodgin’ bullets
i shoot my shot you know
i had it c+cked before i pulled it
watch me take off
i don’t take a break off
unless it’s some of my cake off
i flow likе a river
they could barely gеt a lake off
hoe you know i been the sh+t
and i can’t get the stank off
come see what i’m made of
i don’t make out
i just make off
i’m bout to act up
and break a leg off
now get yo’ head on
before they take yo’ head off
i’ma do it movin’ fo’
you hear it i done sped off
[hook]

i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’
i’m makin’ big deals
f+ck a b+tch feels
i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’
i live the high life
nothin’ but highlights
i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’
i’m makin’ big deals
f+ck a b+tch feels
i stay focused on my job
i can’t worry bout ya’
i live the high life
nothin’ but highlights

[verse two]

you be stressin’ less
if you just focus on your blessins’
i been listenin’ what you been through
to get through’s impressive
but don’t get caught up in yo’ head
and lack in yo’ progression
i’m never shufflin’ my feet
lil’ b+tch i’m big steppin’
come here baby
walk a mile in my shoes
you might get yo’ self a sense
of what some stylin’ could do
you might execute the sh+t
you used to kind of could do
i know that practicin’ make perfect
so do iverson too
i hit that court up
and i go up hittin’ buckets
you dancin’ round the subject
b+tch you jivin’ and you shuckin’
i’m tired of your bullsh+t
you should go and find a husband
be honest with yo’ self baby
if not me who you trustin’
lil’ b+tch i’m bustin’
who thought i wasn’t
you gon’ feel my hits
and get to leanin’ like you tussin’
i don’t skip a beat i eat the beat
baby i’m grubbin’
look i ain’t got the time to lie to you
hoe i be hustlin’
[hook]

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