When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout "Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it" Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but
: Back on my day shift, I got my tools and my lunch box I'm on my grind, full time, but I never punch clocks I'm more than muscle, not a dumb jock, no
one could stop him or knock him cuz he's headed in the direction that gets his click filthy rich for gettin paid on the night shift "Everyone's got to
: It's 3 a.m. and i wanna go to bed I got a lady runnin' through my head Ran out of money, looking for a night shift It's 3 a.m. and i want to go to
Play C-3, let the song protest The plates begin to shift Perfect lefts come rolling in I was alone and far away When I heard the band start playing
Make My Fists Wrap My Writs, Leave The Ring On, I Could Neva Get Enough Punch My Clock Clock My Grip Niggaz Tryin To Pull My Card, Stop My Shift Shift
happy here In a happy house Oh this is fun These are angel eyes Nights ends so much quicker than the days did Same pose, are you ready for your day shift
, it ain't worth the mic stands used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands Niggaz look on, and get hooked on this mic line Real thin and shift through
rain, rain Till the sun come out A nigga playin', playin' We make the guns come out Now, my question is Who they gonna blame When I'm back number one on the Billboard again Shit, shift
got girls that's with the band lets get on top and let me see it though Wait not in here we outta here jump in my vehicle Camaro long shift She just
1: im a grime kid i might conquer another genre im fonder but dere aint nuffin like dis from my ????? its got alot stronger but logans' still workin the night shift
tommorrow We'll see if I'm kiddin Pushin pushin push till it hurts Did it on riddelin I got me some good grades Now I work me the night shift Where
rockers When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers I move swift, I needs no lift I don't have to riff because I shift the gift and now my name
strobe light Your girl Trina got a Ninja that can go the whole night Uhh, you hear that sound? That's the Bentley GT Coupe, stare that down Doin' a buck fifty, shift
do the town on Friday, by Tuesday, it's all spent Two bucks an hour, this job ain't too hip My love life's turning sour working the night shift It's
Roll down the windows Don't shift in your seat I don't care if the wind blows I don't care about the heat All those John Woo showdowns Don't prepare
been released I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on . . . Well I know that drill, I know it all too well Starts like a lonely voice And shifts
're happy here In a happy house Oh this is fun These are angel eyes Nights ends so much quicker than the days did Same pose, are you ready for your day shift
