J.O.B Songtext
von Teemonee

Still on my JOB (yeah, yeah)
Still on my JOB (yeah, yeah)
Still on my JOB (yeah, yeah)
Still on my JOB


I′m on the job, on the clock
Long story short, I'm gettin′ chicken
Riding 'round the city
Rockin sweatpants, still foreign whippin'
Still foreign whippin′
Call my phone for the business
Listen nigga, I ain′t for the bitchin'
I step out in the field
I be up at bat plus I do the pitchin′
Some call me Tameek, some call me Teemonee
But you see, it's all the same
He don′t fuck with me, She don't fuck with me
But they know the name
Don′t give a fuck about a nigga feelings, I already know the game
T double E M O N double E and you already know the gang
I was born ready
When I be in the Burgh, I be whippin' Chevy
Real talk, I might look light but they be fuckin' with me heavy
From the folk that be in church
To niggas that done sold more grams than teddy
I′m in the stu, I ain′t going dumb, I'm going Ed, Edd & Eddy
In my mind I′m tryna find peace, I don't need a shopping spree
Hit the girl I tried to hit for years the day I turned 23
My chill button locked up in a box and I ain′t tryna find the key
I see my homies in the box every time I'm back from overseas