Lyrics

[Intro – spoken, Britney style]
You want a job?
You want a badge?
You want a boss who pings you 10 times on Slack?
You better…
Nope, bitch.

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[Verse 1]
Wake up? Nah.
Get dressed? Nah.
Put on pants?
That’s a bit too far.

Check my emails from my bed,
Forty threads marked “Urgent” — I said what I said.
Laptop’s dead, so is my will,
Might just nap, skip this drill.

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[Pre-Chorus]
You want promotions? You want a raise?
You want fake smiles stuck on your face?
You better… nope, bitch.

You want the targets? You want the charts?
You want to network with try-hard smarts?
You better… nope, bitch.

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[Chorus]
Go to work? Nope, bitch.
Be on time? Nope, bitch.
Turn cam on? Nope, bitch.
I’m in bed, bitch.

Answer Teams? Nope, bitch.
“Stay aligned”? Nope, bitch.
Get that grind? Not today —
I’m eating chips, bitch.

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[Verse 2]
They say “bring energy to the team”,
But I’m half-asleep, living the dream.
“Exciting projects” — yeah, that’s cute,
It’s just Excel and constant loops.

Zoom to Zoom, I lose my soul,
One more “sync” call, I might just go.
If I hear “synergy” again,
I’ll fake my death in my weekend den.

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[Pre-Chorus]
You want a career? You want that clout?
You want to brag while completely burned out?
You better… nope, bitch.

You want the hustle? You want the game?
You want to cry under your desk in shame?
You better… nope, bitch.

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[Chorus]
Go to work? Nope, bitch.
Do overtime? Nope, bitch.
Be a “team player”? Nope, bitch.
I’m out of spoons, bitch.

Small talk? Nope, bitch.
Corporate lunch? Nope, bitch.
Get that bread? Maybe, but first —
I need my toast, bitch.

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[Bridge – spoken]
You want to be fulfilled?
You want your life to have meaning?
You want to sleep 9 hours a night?
Then…
Nope, bitch.

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[Final Chorus]
Chase the dream? Nope, bitch.
Be a good cog? Nope, bitch.
Climb that ladder? Slip and fall —
Catch me at brunch, bitch.

Save the world? Nope, bitch.
Answer Slack? Nope, bitch.
Be the best? That sounds cute.
I’ll be in bed, bitch.