Mac Dre - Not My Job Lyrics

Mac Dre The Genie of the Lamp cover art
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Dre rock the jewellery with the clear stones
And get on a ***** head like some earphones
I finna spit it, with a clear tone
Get yo attention
The biggest thang since the T.V. invention
Dope as Zoloft, I'm a big shot, a show off
Plus I'm a big pimp, I get tow off
**** a good job, she need a good jaw
To sell BJ's until her mouth get raw
I'm from the California coast, beaches and riches
Hit the cot, get ghost
I don't be sleepin' wit *****es
I got a coughnut, sittin' on wires
On Vogues *****, not Michellin tires
Can't control my desires
I buy from Nordstroms not Fred Myers
I do a lot of weed, love my supplier
She keep it, **** the blood out my supplier
Man I'm bigger than life, I do it Magnum
And 'bout these broke *****es, I'm through with havin' em'
Dre bogard, he shove and he push
And start war for nothin' like G.W. Bush
We be lovin' the kush, but only in the backwood
Without a backwood, it ain't all that good
I'm from the streets, where most need heat
But I slice a ***** up like some roast beef meat

I can bust you a rap, but anything else, not my job
I'll peel ya cap back, but anything else, not my job
I get ya for racks, but anything else, not my job
I make you a slap, but anything else, not my job

***** gone ask me to come with her to grocery shop
I told her straight up like this, "no siree bob!"
That's not my job, I don't do that
I'm a pimp slash rapper, I thought you knew that
And where yo dude at? Should I serve em' the news
And let him know
You finna be walkin' in some brand new shoes
Ooh, you a fool, gotta watch thy self
One false move, and you could stop thy self
Sometimes I'm not myself, I'm another man
I'm a rockstar, in another band
Plus I'm the man with plan in his hands
Soon we'll all be playing in sand
Cause to my estimations, and these calculations
And all the money I made off the Rompalation
I finna get as many didgets that's on my license plate
And **** on some of these midgets ***** I can't wait

I can bust you a rap, but anything else, not my job
I peel ya cap back, but anything else, not my job
I get ya for racks, but anything else, not my job
I make you a slap, but anything else, not my job

When I dip, they trip off what Furl dressed in
Plus I got a mouth full girl's best friends
I'm a back to the future new game kind of *****
y'all lames is plain, drinkin' the same kind of liquor
Wearin' the same kind of clothes, ****in' the same kind of clothes
And you bedrock pimpin', meanin' yo games kind of old
You don't want it with me, I'll bother ya
So get lost pal, before I clobber ya
I got golden gloves, I give ya a new look
With a stiff left and a sharp right hook
*****s know snitches, they ride and they go with them
It's all gravy, as long as they don't tell on them
Me and my team, see we a machine
**** with my mans, and I'ma have to intervene
I'ma sporco, and a sauncho
Always lookin' out for Benny Blanco
Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Genie of the Lamp
  • 2 She Neva Seen
  • 3 Early Retirement
  • 4 Out There
  • 5 My Alphabets
  • 6 Err Thang
  • 7 Non Discriminant
  • 8 Hear Me Now?
  • 9 I Feed My Bitch
  • 10 Not My Job
  • 11 Hotel, Motel
  • 12 2 Times & Pass
  • 13 Make You Mine
  • 14 Crest Shit
  • 15 [untitled]


  • Credits
    publisher: ©BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
    writers: Andre Hicks, Scott Roberts
    album: Track 10 in album The Genie of the Lamp
    release date: 2004-7-20
    popularity : 64 users have visited this page.
    genres: Hip Hop
    styles: Gangsta/Hyphy
    length: 3:44
    Album Information
    label: Thizz Entertainment
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 618763106626
    script: Latin