Andre Nickatina

Andre Nickatina - 9-5 ( Feat Too Short) lyrics

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I aint neva had a job  (Bitch)

 Been hustlin’ my whole life

But I always wondered…

If you aint gotta car….

Can you still car pool or do you gotta catch the bus?

Shit aint right baby

Frontin’ on a player

I told you once neva talk down on a playa bitch

We from the bay, what the f**k you expect?

Yeah

We gonna let you know the truth



Andre Nickatina:



Bitch you got a 9 to 5 and you don’t even drive

Talkin’ down a playboy that be kickin’ it live

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Ya you fine but your ass always need a ride

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Wake up early get your ass in that bus line

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

And these are playboy times



See we can kick it like a field goal

And you can tell the way I dress freak I’m straight outta Fill’Moe

I talk shit like a real pro

 man on the casino 

tell me that I’m fresh ho

I drive by like a drive by

Freak hit me with a text got mad I didn’t reply

I dip fast down the skyline

And you can say I swim fast if you knew a zodiac sign

I wear suits and boots and gold cufflinks

You aint feelin’ me?  Then tell me what your girl think

I put a vision that will spit on H.D

Then I give a receipt man for the pay fee

Now its way past two 

 I say “Whatcha gonna do? Are you goin’ with her?”

She said “I’m comin’ wit you”

And yeah you can check my purse 

But at seven I gotta go to work



Bitch you got a 9 to 5 and you don’t even drive

Talkin’ down a playboy that be kickin’ it live

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Ya you fine but your ass always need a ride

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Wake up early get your ass in that bus line

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

And these are playboy times



Ya think its funny Imma warn ya

I been standin’ on the corner of Polk and California

When the cops drive by they get every fly guy with a female all up in the ride

I drive cars that look like spaceships

I hit Broadway like I’m Joe Namath

I’m all in your ear just like a cell phone baby or a Blue Tooth

Give me all your big loot

My number is 4-1-5 check it 5-5-5

Fifty five, fifty five 

You a dime

And now click your heels like Dorothy

And duck down freak from the authority

You make more money than the majority

I’m lookin’ at my calendar you’re goin’ on tour with me

I think you could straight absorb me

And she didn’t hesitate to open up the door for me



Bitch you got a 9 to 5 and you don’t even drive

Talkin’ down a playboy that be kickin’ it live

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Ya you fine but your ass always need a ride

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Wake up early get your ass in that bus line

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

And these are playboy times



I’m on a legendary crime spree

And I stick to all the rules of the game that designed me

You can hit the clubs and be a broke bitch

Man all that work bitch eatin on tuna fish

 I flash cash when I ride like a bike gang

I throw a turnout all on a flight mane

This freak is straight outta sight mane

Make money to the early light mane

I go shopping like a budget don’t apply to me

And when I spend I’m like a Menace II Society

I like that style, what’s the variety?

Check in the back, baby please don’t lie to me

Gimme all the colors you can brang out

Cuz Imma be where all the girls hang out

Diamond chains on the playboys bang out

 You might like to be where we make it rain out



Bitch you got a 9 to 5 and you don’t even drive

Talkin’ down a playboy that be kickin’ it live

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Ya you fine but your ass always need a ride

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

Wake up early get your ass in that bus line

Bitch you got a 9 to 5

And these are playboy times
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Language: Dutch

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