Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stick 2 Ur Day Job, artist - Bohan Phoenix. Date of issue: 26.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stick 2 Ur Day Job |
| Alright, you done know what it is |
| This the part of the tape where I talk my shmack |
| It’s the Dollar Menu |
| We finna eat like kings |
| You already know sometimes what’s on the Dollar Menu be better than what’s in |
| the meals |
| Check |
| Check me out, deck me out in lavishness |
| You know I’m the lavishest rapper since Big Daddy |
| My chick a baddy |
| Give me good good |
| Graining on the wood, woodpecker made in hood |
| Fair maiden reign in Brooklyn by the way of the slave trade |
| Because you know they took um but now we gon' get paid |
| I never been a shook one although we was bitch made |
| The only thing that switch about your boy is the switch blade |
| (Ya fucking right) |
| We on it all night like local service |
| We know that y’all bite and so we’ve kept it hard on purpose |
| Wait on me to fail, is it really worth it? |
| Doubters holding they breath til they turn purplish |
| You know what I’m about man, Hip Hop culture |
| And never hoeing out, man. |
| That’s pop culture |
| I’m zoning out, my hair growing out |
| Man, they own you now |
| Bitch, close the shop up whenever you going out/ |
| Stick to your day job |
| (I mean, you got benefits or whatever) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (I don’t really see the benefits of you switching into my lane) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (You got your little spiffy uniform, you know what I’m saying?) |
| Stick to your day job |
| Man, I was down with this rap shit before I spoke English |
| Now I’m handing out cracked lips to those who got it confused |
| The difference between me and you isn’t just the skin color and that’s it |
| You couldn’t get high if I passed to you that piff |
| You couldn’t get live if I brought you a band |
| You’ve got it backwards |
| Quit your day job? |
| You wanna be a rapper, huh? |
| I’m bout to quit this rapping shit and grab a gun |
| Rob your old lady, maybe even clap me something |
| I ain’t fronting, yo |
| These rhymes here ain’t paying nothing |
| On my Pac shit, two Glock 42's |
| Biggie Smalls down your block, out for the loot |
| I’m out for the truth |
| Love Love’s how we move |
| And you know what I’m about; |
| more power to the youth |
| You might catch a body if you catch a feeling |
| Before I make that wack shit, I’ll make a killing |
| That’s my word |
| Yo, Öde |
| Stick to your day job |
| (What, they pay you like $ 17/20 and hour?) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (Damn, dog. That’s shit’s great. For real. That’s great. I don’t get paid at |
| all) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (I don’t be getting money at all. Uh huh, yeah) |
| Stick to your day job |
| All this swagger i done put in high definition sound for you |
| Oh no no, I know you can’t travel too far from your desk so I brought it to you |
| I’m just trying to make this rap thing convenient for you |
| And show you that it might make a little more sense for you on the other side |
| of the spectrum |
| But you know what? |
| I’m going to fall back |
| I’m gonna let my boy Joe do his thing on the guitar |
| And I’ll be back at you in a minute |
| Dollar Menu |
| Stick to your day job |
| (You got your little 401k) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (Putting money away so, you know) |
| Stick to your day job |
| (You can put little Abdul through school yet you want to be me) |
| Stick to your day job |