Jobs Lyrics by City Girls is latest English song with music also given by her. Jobs Song lyrics are written by City Girls.
Jobs Song Detail
Singer: City Girls
Composer: City Girls
Lyrics by: City Girls
Jobs City Girls
Nasty but classy (Oww), Birkin bag me (Bag me)
Spend a couple thousands on my t—— and my a– cheeks (Period)
Get my teeth done (Haha), Cash App me (App me)
Sneak dissin’ on the ‘gram, b—-, at me (At me)
Where my bad b—— lookin’ for a athlete? (Where they at?)
Fashion Nova dress and ain’t wearing no panties (No)
Dope boy, scam n—-, where they at? (Where they at?)
I just seen a hundred bottles coming from the back, uh
I’on work jobs, b—-, I am a job (Period)
You don’t like it? Take a hike
Pay me for a s— and slob (B—-)
I’m a rich a– b—- with a attitude (Haha)
Pipe it down ‘fore I whoop you like your mama do (Period)
I’on work jobs, b—-, I am a job (Period)
You don’t like it? Take a hike
Pay me for a s— and slob (B—-)
I’m a rich a– b—- with a attitude (Haha)
Pipe it down ‘fore I whoop you like your mama do (JT)
This p—- talk to him (What’s up?), it make him give it up (Cash)
It make him back back, then spend racks in that Lamb’ truck (Skrrt)
I ain’t got no time for n—– (I don’t), I make ’em hold up (Wait)
When I walk past, these hoes mad, they nose up (What you mad for?)
Got a n—- from Cuba, got more work than a tutor (Hey papi)
P—- wet, make him dive like a scuba
Off days, I rock Franck Muller, who fuelled ya? (Gassed you up)
I’on work jobs, b—-, I work b——
Got them on the ‘gram, fake profile, stalking my pictures (Period)
I’on work jobs, b—-, I am a job (Period)
You don’t like it? Take a hike
Pay me for a s— and slob (B—-)
I’m a rich a– b—- with a attitude (Haha)
Pipe it down ‘fore I whoop you like your mama do (Period)
I’on work jobs, b—-, I am a job (Period)
You don’t like it? Take a hike
Pay me for a s— and slob (B—-)
I’m a rich a– b—- with a attitude (Haha)
Pipe it down ‘fore I whoop you like your mama do (Period)