AFROMAN FUCK MCDONALDS AND TACO BELL N LYRICS LYRICS Lyrics | 新更新的歌词

I quit my job this mornin’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knockin on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life

Hungryyyy hustlas

(Afroman)

Got hired at the dope spot

I’m an employee

Cookin’ crack like a black Chef Boyrde

Got Meth, speed, whateva you need

Zigzags come free wit a bag of weed

You want some sure, go talk to her

The skinny black dude wit the real long perm

Laptop computers, rap CDs, Motorola phones, Sony color TVs

Got the porno tapes in the back of the car, get it free when you buy a hot VCR

Got gats and D’s, car batteries

Getting money with my folks on a hundred spokes

Cops aint waiters, we don’t tip em

Treat cars like women take em home and strip em

Match the pink slips, get the smog inspection

Put a add in the paper in the classified section

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knocking on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

Cause I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my damn life, motherfucker

(Melody)

I quit my job this morning’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knocking on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life

Tell the Naborhood watch, tell the Naborhood listen

Tell the naborhood ya big screen television missin’

New in my hood, I got to come to ya

Steal ya car battery and sell it back to ya

Then I come back, just for kicks

I leave ya car sitin’ on for big bricks

All I need now is some vascus homes,

Cause my garage looks just like auto zone

What you say man? Ya need another beeper?

Buy from me, cause it’s a whole lot cheaper

Got a cellular phone, and ya really outta get it

Fo a limited time, brother, the chip come wit it

So come to my house, when the times is hard

It’s just like Vegas in my back yard

I keep my Afro pick, my kackies creased,

And my next-door nabors callin up the police

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

I said cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my damn life

(Melody)

Rough, reckless, snatch yo necklace,

Sell it on the corner and buy myself breakfast

I made 80 dollars in an hour or more,

So what the fuck do I want to get job fo?

So the yuppies the guppies, can floss their power

Ive my black ass five dollas an hour

And the fact is, after taxes, got to live

Where the Mexicans and the blacks is mother fucker

Crocked police, gangs in chuck tailors

Bums sleeping in fuckin trucks and trailers

Three hundred dollors every two weeks

From the stupid, tired, penny pinching pencil neck geeks

Abraham Lincoln told me I was free

So ima walk to cornea and do what I want to

While you at work ill be watchin cable,

Wit ya girl dancin’ naked on my new pool table

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

Said I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see.. Ah man I got to sell like a twenty dolla rock, y’all keep singing, Ill be right back

(Melody)

I quit my job this morning’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knocking on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life

I quit my job this mornin’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knockin on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life

Hungryyyy hustlas

(Afroman)

Got hired at the dope spot

I’m an employee

Cookin’ crack like a black Chef Boyrde

Got Meth, speed, whateva you need

Zigzags come free wit a bag of weed

You want some sure, go talk to her

The skinny black dude wit the real long perm

Laptop computers, rap CDs, Motorola phones, Sony color TVs

Got the porno tapes in the back of the car, get it free when you buy a hot VCR

Got gats and D’s, car batteries

Getting money with my folks on a hundred spokes

Cops aint waiters, we don’t tip em

Treat cars like women take em home and strip em

Match the pink slips, get the smog inspection

Put a add in the paper in the classified section

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knocking on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

Cause I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my damn life, motherfucker

(Melody)

I quit my job this morning’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knocking on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life

Tell the Naborhood watch, tell the Naborhood listen

Tell the naborhood ya big screen television missin’

New in my hood, I got to come to ya

Steal ya car battery and sell it back to ya

Then I come back, just for kicks

I leave ya car sitin’ on for big bricks

All I need now is some vascus homes,

Cause my garage looks just like auto zone

What you say man? Ya need another beeper?

Buy from me, cause it’s a whole lot cheaper

Got a cellular phone, and ya really outta get it

Fo a limited time, brother, the chip come wit it

So come to my house, when the times is hard

It’s just like Vegas in my back yard

I keep my Afro pick, my kackies creased,

And my next-door nabors callin up the police

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

I said cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my damn life

(Melody)

Rough, reckless, snatch yo necklace,

Sell it on the corner and buy myself breakfast

I made 80 dollars in an hour or more,

So what the fuck do I want to get job fo?

So the yuppies the guppies, can floss their power

Ive my black ass five dollas an hour

And the fact is, after taxes, got to live

Where the Mexicans and the blacks is mother fucker

Crocked police, gangs in chuck tailors

Bums sleeping in fuckin trucks and trailers

Three hundred dollors every two weeks

From the stupid, tired, penny pinching pencil neck geeks

Abraham Lincoln told me I was free

So ima walk to cornea and do what I want to

While you at work ill be watchin cable,

Wit ya girl dancin’ naked on my new pool table

Cause’ I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife,

Can’t see a way to control my own life

Said I don’t want to work no more

Modern day slavery knockin on my front door

Can’t see my kids can’t see.. Ah man I got to sell like a twenty dolla rock, y’all keep singing, Ill be right back

(Melody)

I quit my job this morning’

I don’t want to work no more

Fuck MacDonald’s and Taco Bell, modern day slave rails

Is knocking on my front door

Get you a big fat sack of yayo

Can’t see my kids can’t see my wife

Can’t see a way to control my dog-on life