Fuck Tha Corporate World Afroman

[Chorus]
I'ma quit my job, go home, check on my girl
Fuck the corporate world
Smoke marijuana, drink malt liquor till I 'url
Fuck the corporate world
Hop in the Cadillac, let the Daytonas twirl
Fuck the corporate word
If the cops get to tripping, might have to let the bullets 'url
Fuck the corporate world

[Verse 1]
Paddy wagon, paddy wagon, Afroman
Rough 'em, up cuff 'em up, lock 'em in the can
Mess up his records so he can't get a job
Maybe he'll have to kill, steal, and rob
Can he survive, yes he can, he the hungry hustler, Afroman!
Ain't got no job, ain't got no credit
But whatever ya need, baby he'll go get it
Cut my hair is what y'all said
But I couldn't get a job with a bald head
First I get fired, last to get hired
I work for myself, Now I'm retired
Damn, take bravery
To escape, modern day slavery
Jail, you ever seen the place?
Kinda look like your office space...