your 9 to 5 And I won't go out of my way To hear what you've got to say We must be doing something right When we became your 9 to 5 Did it do all the
, Обсыпая денежным дождем Леди в мини-юбках, Но я не кидаю им бумажки ни по баксу, Ни по 5, ни по 10 и даже ни по 20, Кидаю по четвертушке, по 5 центов
, so many things So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time I am here for joy, I am here for sorrow There
in the way. It's the same for everybody to degrees. We all get that foggy freeze and sometimes it feels like %&$#*%(&")""$%@*%)*&"%(65("$8%$#&3("5(&%)9%9
let's go Thinkin maybe you should stay a while for the night Girl, maybe you should stay a while spend your life cause i don't want to be alone, for
damnit these jobs out here aint trynna pay, I pray Granted, 9 to5 is how you survive I aint trynna survive Im trynna throw my momma in rides Imma provide for
in reverse, now I'm mashing, leaving Tre behind Even though it's some questions that I got to ask him [Woman singing] Murder [Royce Da 5'9"] Burning rubber away from there
since 9/11 I'm on the avenue with nines, elevens, I'm a two times felon That's why I keep the top up, on my 9-11 Pele, in New Orleans, ain't got no Rico
Paseo, not in the day though, Cherish the day, but then roll out when the day go, Ridin' away yo pain and sorrow, Live for today cause you might not see tomorrow
it up your anus I ain't never understood how the world works But I always understood why the girls twerk For a baller not a 9 to 5 Barely makin' it with
with the Devil I never been a sucka, I always been a rebel What's your stompin' ground? What turf you from? What's you city, playboy? Mine 9 4 5 9 1 ?
could get back up. Time will show, when, I don't know. E G A H D|-2- -5- -7- -9- A|-2- -5- -7- -9- E|-0- -3- -5- -7-
I'm free balling, yeah, I'm free falling, my cellie blowin' up from the numbers that I'm calling, go from 9 to 5, then from 5 to 9 I got DJ Sprout on
Now who got the fever for the flav', who can dig the way that I flex on a track , I'm causin' rampage. Ricky Rick on point with the 9-5 style from my
Shhhhhhhhh Kris Kross 9 to 5 Yeah Who gotcha open, scopin' out tha track It's no other than the sounds of the Daddy Mac Still slackin' back-packin' up
Yesterday I And today I'm Yesterday I And today I'm I ain't, I ain't, I ain't getting out of bed today 9 to 5 to survive, theres gotta be a better way