Fiend, Juvenile, Snoop Dogg - On My Job lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Fiend, Juvenile, Snoop Dogg - On My Job lyrics]
I'm on my job, on my job
I’m on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job
14 on the block, gotta get some
Dreamin and leanin on the SLP, hum
Skinny shoes, AMGs, lookin sick
Trap boy, movin that crack with a kick drum
I just got that money, bout a hundred
Tell my mama I just got a hundred
And I ain't dissagreeing
I’m a feend for the money
Donald Jones, bitch
I'm so in smoke, in this zone
I'm on my job, on my job
I'm on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job
Can you go where I been, nigga, I been in
Good green Spinich, handle my bidness
S to the N, it show you how I been it
And put some Ds on that bitch
Get your windows tinted
Blowin out your windows, sittin on 20s
Chuckin up the duces
And won't stop untill I'm in it
Get your ass on the floor, open up the D lo
Slap your mama in the face
And ask her what do she know
Clip on the clip, clap on the clapper
Get a lick, hit it quick
Nigga, what you talkin bout
Easily could get him out
Bang bang could take him out
Chuck you out Dogg house
I'm on my job, on my job
I’m on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I’m on my job, on my job
The winner, in New Orlins the kinner
Bitch invite me over
She say she havin me for dinner
It's hard for you to breath
Your ass gettin thinner
I been stuntin on you niggas
For the past ten winters
Bear cub jacket, blue Fox Chinchilla
Bag full of gass sacks, feelin like Pilla
All my bitches bad
Michael Jackson like Thriller
Ain’t no doubt about it
Like the Pepsy bottle spilla
Smokin on the best shit, smellin like shitta
All I do is ball on 'm, Redgy Miller
I'm on my Jay shit, real spitter
Climbin to the top
And you'll fall like Godzilla
I’m on my job, on my job
I'm on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job
I’m on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job
14 on the block, gotta get some
Dreamin and leanin on the SLP, hum
Skinny shoes, AMGs, lookin sick
Trap boy, movin that crack with a kick drum
I just got that money, bout a hundred
Tell my mama I just got a hundred
And I ain't dissagreeing
I’m a feend for the money
Donald Jones, bitch
I'm so in smoke, in this zone
I'm on my job, on my job
I'm on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job
Can you go where I been, nigga, I been in
Good green Spinich, handle my bidness
S to the N, it show you how I been it
And put some Ds on that bitch
Get your windows tinted
Blowin out your windows, sittin on 20s
Chuckin up the duces
And won't stop untill I'm in it
Get your ass on the floor, open up the D lo
Slap your mama in the face
And ask her what do she know
Clip on the clip, clap on the clapper
Get a lick, hit it quick
Nigga, what you talkin bout
Easily could get him out
Bang bang could take him out
Chuck you out Dogg house
I'm on my job, on my job
I’m on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I’m on my job, on my job
The winner, in New Orlins the kinner
Bitch invite me over
She say she havin me for dinner
It's hard for you to breath
Your ass gettin thinner
I been stuntin on you niggas
For the past ten winters
Bear cub jacket, blue Fox Chinchilla
Bag full of gass sacks, feelin like Pilla
All my bitches bad
Michael Jackson like Thriller
Ain’t no doubt about it
Like the Pepsy bottle spilla
Smokin on the best shit, smellin like shitta
All I do is ball on 'm, Redgy Miller
I'm on my Jay shit, real spitter
Climbin to the top
And you'll fall like Godzilla
I’m on my job, on my job
I'm on my job, on my job
I handle my bidness, handle my bidness
I'm on my job, on my job