I Hate To Go To Work

Lyrics

[The D.O.C.] My alarm clock's ringing Birds are singing But I'm cringing, praying that I'm dreaming The more that it rings, the more my anger grows It stops, snooze alarm, and out the window it goes And now you're waking to my same old boys Tom Joiner in the morning, Chris Arnold with the football noise But they not buggin', I call 'em a jerk Flip 'em off, but I'm not dissing them I just hate to go to work Man, I hate to go to work! Boy, I hate to go to work! Sheesh, I hate to go to work! Upset because it's Monday I crank up the Hyundai Exhale, oh hell, I drive it like its Sunday on the freeway And no matter what it doesn't pay People are still driving like they got their license yesterday So slowly I propel along down the highway Saw my car is running hot it's running my way It's still in tip top condition The only repairs that are needed are the transmission, the fuel pump, the brakes Hmm, they're almost gone, yeah But other than that, hah, yo ain't nothing wrong with my car And I can fix that Oh that smoke is a [?] I gotta get a pipe for the back But anyway in the midst of all the vulcanizer Every other billboard is telling me to quit smoking I understand the [?] hooked on this prevention But I'm an American so I pay no attention Continue my trip to my trip, I mean my boss I might be late so let me make up a lie I got lost in a storm that was fake and I hate that I'm 15 minutes late Man I hate to go to work Boy, I hate to go to work! Ugh, I hate to go to work! Man, I hate to go to work! Now, if I walked in let me begin, tell you What I be doing, where I'm working, fast food Making meals that are worse than cancer Ain't a suit that would repulse anyone with no taste than a mother It's an old [?] outfit Man if it wasn't for the $3.35 I'd quit I mean it's silly how you could go all day Bumping and banging like the NCAA does I mean it's ill for me for crap and chill Once I saw a 10 come in Sat back on the grill 10 to 1 I bet you know what happened Yeah you got it, I invented the butt Then when I cooled off and stopped that dance The people on the job started calling me hot pants But that's a normal minute, and you're not having fun If you spent time in it [?] drinks and you're wiping up dirt You're getting dissed by a girlie in a super tight skirt The man telling you fired because you tryna flirt! Man, it's a crisis, boy do I hate to go to work! Man, I hate to go to work! Boy, I hate to go to work! Man, do I hate to go to work! Ohh, my back say I hate to go to work! Wow, do I hate to go to work! Why do I have to go to work? Sheesh, I hate to go to work! Yo everyone, I hate to go to work Man, do I hate to go to work! I don't want to go back to work You know why? Because I hate to go to work Man, do I hate to go to work! *car tires screeching* Oh wow, I ain't even gotta go to work, it's Saturday! God! Boy..