won't stop believing We'll be young always We know when it's time To be working on a twelve pack instead of 9 to 5 And 9 to 5 gives us the fuel for
We won't stop believing We'll be young always We know when it's time To be working on a twelve pack instead of 9 to 5 And 9 to 5 gives us the fuel for
bitches With four lives, I'm finna deal Be out at 5 in that 600 Benz Or that 750i. Ate 9 slices of that humble pie. But you know I still talk my shit
me, really? Think Bad Boy been played a million times An' I don't care if niggas write a billion rhymes Damn, we still payed, we still payed Yeah, we
A sky full of lighters [Royce Da 5'9"] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5
weather but even if it rain, we get rained on together it's whatever, you shine, I shine, I know you got a 9-5 I'll be your 5-9! [J. Cole - Chorus] [
sayin is a crime but we dont really care i continue gettin mine cuz this my 9 to 5 Chorus. all day this my 9 to 5 still livin all that i like grindin
uh uh oh ahhhhhhh radio killa Taking back my love (x5) You said you changed, But still nothing. You're still the same, I'm just a part time lover. And
Brother Forever Nigga I Love You Nigga,Your Son Mine Nigga, Let Me Check This Bitch Right Quick Though Verse 1: Been Through Alot 9.0 Times it Gets
the Pentiums, baby It's all about the Pentiums, baby What y'all wanna do? Wanna be hackers? Code crackers? Slackers Wastin' time with all the chat room yakkers 9 to 5
today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time Have it all But do you recall Back when our minds were so free? We could get close To our visions and hopes I lived for times
will him will neva forget him Stood our ground and we put this down It'll be my niggas we out on the grind Know now for wealth Together forever still
good strive a murda like real true gotta should buck em all with a pump now that will do it gettin to it when im hust-e-lin 9 to 5 im strugg-e-lin time
re not pretendin', don't y'all remember? It ain't easy tryin' to stay alive, some people out there smokin' crack. My people workin' 9 to 5, just doin'
1-9-9-9 crime, crime, find, they gonna nick and wreek, and catch yo' people by surprise. Strengthen a journey, we would rather, snather, snatch a life, your still
on in my mama's name This ghetto slang is some shit thatcan beat collage, You ain't fucking with this hustla with street knolledge 9 to 5 Still fliping
hear me doe) Bring ya to ya asshole (Uh) Do it like the G-to-O (Yeah) Bustin on that ass but still I see That you don't hear me doe It's time to fuck
