9 To 5 Lyrics

9 To 5 lyrics

* send corrections to the typist



[verse 1]

First of all yo gotti represent every thug

Went to school graduated operated with drugs

Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches with all

Up to no good in da hood but to play with my dawg

Been had six figures and that ain't no lie

I was fly class of 2000 at Trezvant High

I had gold like whoa! I just wanted to be 

A fucking lawyer but that was to long for me

Never knew I'll rob with the blackout squad

I admit when I was young shit I had a job

That was cool at first but I had to get paid

A 150 dollars a week must think I'ma slave

Maybe that's the reason why niggas been fucking with birds

Got the urge and the nerves to kick a bitch to the curb

I'm bout tied of bitches asking me have I been in love

I'm a human being bitch til I do pump blood

Let the rumor do some shit that a nigga didn't like

When I was young and dumb didn't know wrong from right

My old man telling me young cat walk like

Out of mind out of sight now my head on right



[bridge]

Gotti-ah, gotti-ah, gotti-otti-otti-otti-otti-ah



[chorus 4x]

I tried me a 9 to 5 but it'n work

Put my trust in a bitch end up getting nerved



[verse 2]

I was 12 years old in the vista cove

I didn't want to get a job I want to sell me some more

I didn't want to go to church I wanted to get me some dough

Or a European Chevy with a matching vogue

They say I'm madeful ungrateful cuz I ain't faithful

Good things come and go but I'll miss them later

Tip so niggas know gotti ain't they savior

I'm just trying to fuck all these hoes while I'm able

Big bro in and out the door cutting paper

Lil bro keep them out seen them getting paper

Gotti ask them questions when I seen them at the table

What the fuck is that? and what you doing with that razor?

I'm dead fucking serious

And while he smoking on some dro

And laughing I'm getting more and more furious

Real off experience I seen it first hand

That's why I had to make a plan to get them Benjamins



[bridge]



[chorus 4x]



[verse 3]

Nigga block on lock better tuck that shit

Ain't no motherfucker round that can fuck with this

Call nigga when they really won't infecting this

I&E rap hustlas getting checks for this

How many niggas you know that can go come from above?

Without a bill on the real yeen ain't fucking with us

I be tripping off bitches when they holla at us

With the mind frame they gone get some dollars for us

This a health train come on bitch swallow the nut

And follow it up by getting the fuck off the bus

Catching the cut what don't speak on trust

Don't know what it mean and me speak no English

And me don't work me a thug me no jerk

Back in the day me got my feelings hurt

But never again catch me fucking a friend

From 8 to 10 she ain't working nor getting revenge