Mick Boogie and Little Brother Last Day Lyrics

[Phonte]
You know... I'm dedicate this back to the days
where I was workin' in the Department store, youknowhatImsayin?
Before this rap s___ popped off and all that
I was this lil' n____ workin' in the deparment store
And you know workin' there
You see all kinds of things all kinds of races
You see they behavior, don't get offended at this track
I'm an equal opportunity racist, I hate all ya'll
From my man, Mick Boogie

I'm retail's nightmare, young black and just don't
give a f___; I just want my discount, give it up
Twenty percent off of all slacks and all clothes
I just took this job just to spice up my wardrobe
So I come in every morning and I'm walkin' a tight rope
Smile at the management, wave at the white folks (Hi, Bob!)
Gotta meet a quota, but I don't know how
And all these broke m_________ers just tellin' me the browsin'
Till around eleven, that's when you see the soccer moms
Spendin' they husband's money, that's how they roll up
Got three little girls, steady f___in' up my store
And an eight year old, still ridin' in a stroller
Around one, the Mexicans come in the store
Coppin' all the s___ that rocked five summers ago
(Yeah, homes!) They gotta be the realest n____z alive
Buy 400 dollars woth of Nautica and pay for it in fives
Around six or seven, that's when you see the blacks
The girls wit' big booties that rock they work badges
They walk through your store just to get to the food court
They ain't buyin s___, homie, ain't no need to ask em'
Around closin', that's when you see the Indians
You thinkin' too yourself, they're "oh, so nice"
Well the fact is, dog, you a n____ to them too
They in there like (Excuse me, my friend, what is the price?)
n____, the price says ten, so that means ten brother
Don't try to talk me down, homie, this ain't Calcutta
(What? I'd like to see the manager) n____ I am the manager
Don't make me act a fool for these m_________in' cameras
They call me in the office like "I'm sorry Mr. Coleman"
But your behavior is not befiting of this store
So I say "I got my fall clothes already, today's my last day
f___ Y'ALLS

That's just how it went down, man, I swear to god, yo
And n____, don't think the n____ didn't get the nice polos and s___
Before he walked out, though, don't think he ain' get them
Don't think he ain't get 20% off the fly timbs and s___
Don't think he ain't get them, 20% wit' a 50% mark down, n____
For real, don't think he ain't get that, cuz he d___, sure got it
I swear the god man, I hope this rap s___ go on and on
I hope it gone, cuz I swear I don't ever wanna go back to that s___ no more
I'm not lyin', I'm so sincere, I never wanna go back
Cuz it's like all the jobs that I quit
I know my managers is waitn' for me to come back
Sayin, I know they waitin' to rub it in my face
So if I came back, them m_________ers would probably
Be rappin' at me and s___, you know what I'm sayin
All in my face and s___
"Oh, can't stop, won't stop, n____ you back
I thought you were rappin', what happened to that?
Your album flopped, n____, now your a__ is back"
You know what I'm sayin, you those white folks be, knamsayin?
The comapny picnic, they want you to be they entertainment and s___
"Oh, Phonte he raps, he doest the rap thing!
Come on up here, do this rap for corporate!"
f___, Y'ALL and f___ corporate
I ain't tapdancin' for you crackers!
f___ this s___! I hope this album sells
Cuz I don't wanna go back to that
Please but this album, GetBack, 2007
Little Brother, Mick Boogie, Phontiga, oh!