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I got a bad bitch on my mind.

She work me like a 9 to 5.

She know she bad, she keep it real.

And every night she need the thrill.

And when she want it, she need it, she bout it, she wanna feel the love somehow.

And when she call me, she yearning the feeling for me to climb right up her walls.

She want it 9 to 5.

She want it every night.

She want it 9 to 5.

She want it every night.

-She want it 9 to 5. -Ayy, ayy, what you talking bout?

I'm on the East Side with common bout.

These three hoes tripping, I'ma tell them to calm down. This 4K card soul dogging my heart now.

I'm product of the story that the media shot down, but me and you are the same.

The same soul, same blood, tryna get out the game. I feel the shame on God when you feel my pain.

I hear your friends in your ear telling you I'm a lame.

But they don't see eye to see eye to see eye to eye. Bunch of P. M. 's, the heat on and we on fire.

We on time, it's our world, we worldwide. I mean, why you always gotta be online?

I mean, shit, I'll explain best as I can. I miss your pen with a model bitch tryna hold hands.

They tryna feel so special, I don't give them a chance.

The anecdote, you and I in the -middle of France.

-And when she want it, she need it, she bout it, she wanna feel the love somehow.

And when she call me, she yearning the feeling for me to climb right up her walls.

She want it 9 to 5.

She want it every night.

She want it 9 to 5.

She want it every night.

She want it 9 to 5. She want it 9 to 5. She want it 9 to 5. She want it 9 to 5.

She want it 9 to 5