Prince Paul - J.O.B. (Das What Dey Is!) lyrics

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 b**h 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 s**a 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 bu*t 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 bu*t from March till May And just in case I get an overdose I pa** 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, n***as, won't you please? Stopped at the station to get me some gas And here comes a girl with a great big a** 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 who*e Put my foot in her a**, she asked me for some more Bimos: Oh, is DAT what she is? Scully B: (giggling)