Joey BadASS - Dont Quit Your Day Job lyrics

rate me

I got an issue with this little bitch shit so

I’ma peep on, on lyrical missles that won’t miss you

Rip over your tissue, make your dad’s voice miss you

Would make no sense to diss you

So I dish you, nothing but food you little bitch

I drop hard to get fish steaks and ship like you

From stake...no bitch, ever gonna get pimp like you

Hit you with the cane till you sick and bring your dick

In front of your brain

You’ve been, flame ass nigga

Lame ass nigga, obesity stuck for the fame ass nigga

Bad ass not lying but they gotta tame that nigga

Harlic neve prying, now you dying, joke bad blame that nigga

You purple lame ass nigga

How you tryina be prince, and the queen be minx

Little fagot pants dancing you make no sag

Don’t quit your day job

Who’s after this, you can’t blame rap

I, could this all day, yo

It ain’t no sweat, it ain’t no threat

It’s this little bitch sick cause it ain’t ...with the love

It ain’t nothing less, I call next

Ain’t a nun, I’m the one

I think I spit loss it, the mad ass enforcing

This niggas soft, I put him in the coffin

Make yourself a pizza get tossed in

I can do this often on your portion

Pouring, it’s a war we warn

If you want us still be spawn with the marches

With the army of spartans

Sparking up, I fuck your bitch when I’m parking the truck,

Rappin the 49, it’s park, what!