Lyrics: Wheeler Walker Jr/Clell McClellan/Bob Tarzan
Music: Wheeler Walker Jr/Clell McClellan/Bob Tarzan
Hey Wheeler, you're late again
Good, this ****in' job sucked a ****in' d**k anyway
This nine to five can suck my c**k
I'd rather eat **** than punch that clock
Monday through Friday is a hassle
Everybody here is an asshole
Today's the day I grow some b***s
Stop jackin' off in the bathroom stall
Blowin' my load in the sink
And tell 'em what I really think
**** this job
**** you boss
**** your profit
And **** your loss
**** you Linda at the front desk too
Guy in the mailroom: **** you
This whole company can slob my ****
**** all y'all
**** this job
Without me here this place is screwed
Y'all don't know half the **** I do
You shoulda understood from the get go
I oughta be runnin' this shithole
PS. I pissed in the coffee pot
Took a big dump in the parking lot
Hid a d***o in the drawer
Kiss my a**
I'm out the door
**** this job
**** you boss
**** your profit
And **** your loss
**** you Linda at the front desk too
Guy in the mailroom: **** you
This whole company can slob my ****
**** all y'all
**** this job
I'm off to chase my dreams
Crush more p***y than you've ever seen
I guess what I really mean isβ¦
**** this job
**** you boss
**** your profit
And **** your loss
**** you Linda at the front desk too
Guy in the mailroom: **** you
This whole company can slob my ****
**** all y'all
**** this job
**** this job
**** you boss
**** your profit
And **** your loss
**** you Linda at the front desk too
Guy in the mailroom: **** you
This whole company can slob my ****
**** all y'all
**** this job
**** all y'all
**** this job