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SERVER HOMIES

One table two table three table four,
They’re about to seat an eight-top that’s at the front door.
Can you help me out, I’m serious, please,
Take those two old ladies some fuckin ice teas!

I gotta run to the alley and tell the cook,
They forgot the chicken parm and the lasagna’s overcooked --
How am I supposed to get everything done?
Hey yo Kayla can you bus two-one?

I gotta drop these aps and it just can’t wait!
Watch your hands little girl cuz it’s a hot plate.
Right behind you, I’m comin thru,
I’ll knock your ass down and you know it’s true!

I gotta get what I need then I gots to get goin.
I’m makin lots of tips and the vino is flowin.
You can huff and puff, and keep on blowin,
But I’m the best server around and everybody’s knowin.

I gotta a party of ten and a party of two
I forgot my wine key and I’m lookin at you
To get my back when I’m in need
I need to catch my breath cuz I’m in the weeds

We’re crazy as hell behind the scene,
Then we step to your table so fresh and so clean.
This is real and true, I ain’t no phony,
I got nothing but love for my server homies.

Musical chorus

If you can’t tip then you can’t eat,
So get your ass up and on to your feet.
You better throw down some duckets before I mash,
I ain’t here for shits and giggles man I need some fucking cash.

You’re runnin me ragged and that ain’t good:
Why you messin with me when I got your food?
Do you have any idea what I could do?
How you gonna stiff a college student? That ain’t cool.

So check that ticket and think again
While I’m chillin in the side station with my friends
Making plans for Friday night;
We kick it all the time cuz we hella tight.

This is what we do, and what we know.
We need to spend that cash on the streets of Bako,
So don’t be stingy, just kick down.
It’s an art not a job and we’re the best around.

And don’t snap your fingers, or wave your hand!
I’m your server not your bitch so get it straight man.
Respect is given and shall be received:
This is Julie fucking potter and you will believe

I’m changing the world and you soon will see
That everybody in town wants a piece of me.
I’m the best that’s real, the one and only,
And I got nothing but love for my server homies

Musical chorus

Well it’s the end of the night and we’re almost done.
It’s time to count that money and go have some fun.
Clean the alley, get checked out, grab a breadstick and roll,
Call my girl for that dank so we can go home and blow --

We’ll dance all night and talk some shit,
Then we’ll do it all tomorrow cuz we stay legit,
And don’t judge, mutha fucka, this is who we are.
This crazy white bitch just became a rap star

So when you go out to eat, buyer beware,
Cuz if you talk that mess you’ll be chewin' on my hair.
Put that dough down cuz you know you owe me,
And keep showin love to all my server homies.

Musical chorus

Run. Bust. Blow.

RUN. Come on, let's go,
Put on your sneaks and hit the door.
Around the block, or up the stairs,
In doesn’t matter just get some sweat in your hair.

20 min a day, 3 times a week.
You’ll be living your life at its peak.
You’ll look better, feel younger, be stronger,
And I guarantee that the sex will be longer!

Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

The key to happiness is Run, Bust, Blow.

BUST. Yes, it’s a must.
Do it for yourself and I trust
You will find all you need
Is waiting there between your knees.

Self lovin’ is a stress reliever.
Try it for yourself and you’ll be a believer.
In the morning, day or night,
Do it baby do it it’ll feel all right!

Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

The key to happiness is Run. Bust. Blow.

BLOW. Yes indeed,
I’m talking about smoking weed.
Light one up at the end of your day,
And watch your cares float away.

We need to escape and slow down the pace.
You don’t have to live and die with the rat race.
So light it up and start to blaze,
Then your life will be filled with happy dayz!

Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

The key to happiness is Run. Bust. Blow.

Run. Bust. Blow. Now you see:
Put it all together and you can be free,
And live your life like JFP,
And be chilin’ in the lap of luxury.

Run. Bust. Blow. --- 3 little keys
To get through life with peace and ease
Make it a part of your life everyday,
And then I’m gonna hear all y'all say….

Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

The key to happiness is Run, Bust, Blow.

Run. Bust. Blow.
Run. Bust. Blow.
Run. Bust. Blow.
Run. Bust. Blow.

Straight Bitches

You say you don’t want me, but you run up on me,
Trying to get me when you kinda horny.
Your man just ain’t around,
But you know JFP knows how to go down town,

Like your man never would, never could,
Damn, bitch you know he should!
You wanna get with JFP,
Cuz you know I like eatin the puss-ee.

Well sorry, baby, it don’t work this way:
To get with me you gots to fucking be gay.
So wipe your tears, and step to the side,
And let my fine-ass honeys take a ride.

Straight Bitches, what!
You make me fall in love then you break my heart,
And because of this bitch we can’t even start.

You say “Hey JFP what’s going on?
I like hearing you sing those funky rap songs.
I’ve got a guy so I don’t swing that way,
But sometimes I think it’s kind of cool to be gay.
Can I kiss your lips, or hold your hand?
Don’t worry, my guy will understand.”

Straight Bitches, what!
You make me fall in love then you break my heart,
And because of this bitch we can’t even start.

I’ma break it down and it goes like this
You look good girl, so I ain’t gonna lie,
But if I kiss you once, I know I’m gonna cry.
Ain’t no need to talk, I ain’t got nothin to say
Cuz like you said, bitch, you are not gay.
You wanna screw boys, baby it’s cool,
But don’t fuck with my head cuz I ain’t no fool.

I gots to be going, and do my own thang:
Julie Fucking Potter, watch my tits swang!

EX-HOS

This is going out to all my ex-hos,
Those crazy ass bitches who be banging on your window
In the middle of the night: you don’t wanna fight!
Why you messing wit me bitch? Cuz you know you ain’t right!

Let's see, you lied and you cheated and you did me wrong
Now get your shit while I hit this bong,
And don’t stand there fronting girl you ain’t that strong
Like Fiona said: Get Gone!

You had a house, a wife, a car
Then you fucking left me for some bitch at the bar,
Now you come around I don’t know who are,
With your hossididdy ass, bitch you ain’t no star!

This is JF to the mutha fuckin’ P
And you and I ain’t never gonna be.
So get your shit, cuz you need to go,
Cuz screwin you's like screwin half of Bako

OH! don’t get mad, and don’t you cry:
At least you got a piece of the JULIE POTTER Pie!
You heard it here, that’s how it goes,
And now you are just my ex-ho
what, what,
Ex-ho, what!

Verse two, ya know what I gotta do:
I gotta rep that shit for my Bako crew.
One girl, I thought I was in love,
We used to kick it all the time and have so much fun.
But then she flipped, she straight up tripped,
She starting crying on my shoulders, she was sucking dick --

Naw girl, I ain’t the one,
You need to get your shit and move on, hon.
You kicked me, knocked me, and pushed me down,
Now you’ll be lucky if I call you when I come into town.

I’ve moved on, and so should you,
But I know it’s gonna be pretty hard to do,
Because you had me, and now you see,
There’s nobody quite like JFP!

And I’m oh so very very sorry yo’,
But you can’t hang around my place no mo’!
Don’t ask again, yes I’m for sho’,
Accept it, you’re just my

Ex-ho what, what, what!
Ex-ho what, what!

Nobody move, don’t make a sound:
I’m gonna drop some knowledge and break it down.
This is for folks who can’t relate
Cuz I say the word ho and they start to hate.

Now I’m for equality and keepin’ it real,.
But a ho by any other name's a raw deal
So don’t get mad cuz I use the word ho,
Cuz You know that you done seen one befo’!

And when they walk by you, you need to know:
Who they screwing, who they doing who they making say oh!
So bring it down, and let go,
And be glad you’re not my Ex-ho!

No $ Real Problems

M to the O to the N to the E to the Y
I need money mutha fuckas and that ain’t no lie!
I got bills to pay, I got my girl to lay,
I got shit poppin off in the SF Bay!

Now listen up yall cuz I don’t understand:
I’m a smart young lady, man, I had a plan!
I went to school, got a degree,
And now fiftythou in debt is what I be!
A college degree and no money?
Man, tell me how the fuck did this happen to me?
I did the papers, man, I went to class,
But I still ain’t got no tp to wipe my ass!

Now what the fuck am I supposed to do?
It’s the first of the month and my rent is due.
My PG&E is shut off, the phone is dead,
And the only thing in the kitchen is some moldy-ass bread!

I’m fucking broke, yall!
This ain’t no joke, yall!
I’m fucking broke, yall!
Pass me that smoke, yall.

I’m fucking broke, yall!
This ain’t no joke, yall!
I’m fucking broke, yall!
Let’s take a toke, yall!

B to the R to the O to the K to the E --
A broke-ass bitch is what I be.
Now tell me how the fuck can it be this way,
That a talented, creative soul ain’t gettin’ paid?

Cuz the government ain’t got time to hear my songs
Their too busy spreading war, and making them bombs.
To young for SSI, to old to be adopted,
They're trying to push me out but instead I’ve opted
To follow my dreams and keep coming up,
But I work at a deli and that fucking sucks!
They're trying to break my spirit and hold me down --
This is JFP, fool, I ain’t no fucking clown!

I ain’t got no money but I gots a truck,
And I’m a cool ass bitch, that’s what’s up.
Money makes the motha fuckin’ world go ‘round,
And I’m waiting for you rich fucks to just kick down!

I’m fucking broke, yall!
This ain’t no joke, yall!
I’m fucking broke, yall!
Pass me that smoke, yall.

I’m fucking broke, yall!
This ain’t no joke, yall!
I’m fucking broke, yall!
Let’s take a toke, yall!

Makin’ Out

What’s up girl, yo, we can do this:
No drama, no stress I just wanna kiss.
Your lips, my lips, one on one,
We don’t need to go downtown to have some fun!

We spend our whole life waiting for the day,
Then it comes -- we do it once -- and go on our way.
People losin’ their minds and be acting up,
Slanging that ass so quick to fuck --

I don’t wanna take you home and make you moan,
Cuz tomorrow when I get up I wanna be alone.
But we don’t have to go to far to make it to the moon and stars,
I can make your head spin from right where you are!

Let’s chill and start to feel, what’s the deal,
Is it real or just sex appeal?
Either way’s ok, but what do you say,
we slow down, just talk, and enjoy the day.

And, I guarantee, you will remember me,
But that doesn’t mean that you and I are meant to be.

So before we slip inside, and take that wild ride,
I gotta make sure my brain won’t be gettin’ fried, like…

I don’t want that, I don’t need that
So that ain’t gonna happen girl, can you get with that?
I know you can, cuz you understand
I’m not just going to fuck you like some cave man.

I see me and you sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes the lean, then the press,
Slip me a little tongue and you pass the test.

Makin’ out is what I’m talking about.
It makes me wanna yell, scream, and shout!
It’s magic, girl, when two lips touch,
So let’s get up on it and feel the rush!

Bite, tickle tease, as you please,
My kiss'll rush through you like an ocean breeze.
You look real cute and I like your smile,
So let’s work this berry chapstick for a while!

Lips, tongue, teeth, mouth, and nose,
Fast, slow, or smooth, anything goes!
What do ya need? What do ya want?
What da ya like? No need to front!

Little red corvette you’re much too fast!
Let’s take some time or this will never last!
No need to fret, you won’t regret
Just one kiss, so let's do this!

And, I guarantee, you will remember me,
But that doesn’t mean that you and I are meant to be.
So before we slip inside, and take that wild ride,
I gotta make sure that my brain won’t be gettin’ fried, like…

I see me and you sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

I see me and you sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

I see me and you sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

I Have Love

I love you baby, and this you know,
And I swear to the lord I will never let you go.

You are my heart, you are my sunshine,
And forever we will be, for all of time.

I saw you at church, standing over there,
Looking so good with your shaved back hair.

I stepped to you. I told you my name.
I was spitting hella lines trying to floss my game.
You shot me down, went on your way,
And for the next six months this happened every single day.
But then you smiled, so I took a chance,
Because I know that this thing could be a romance.

We talked all night and had so much fun,
Then early in the morning our bodies became one.

It was then that I knew
That the spirits put me hear to be with you.
There will never be another, you see,
Because I have what I need and that is reciprocity.

You are my angel my only girl.
You’re the biggest thing in my itty bitty world:
I have love.

CHORUS
I love you
I love you
I love you

As soon as love came I had to go:
I was off to Amsterdam, I had to let you know.
I had this plan before you, you see,
But I still think there’s a way that you and I could be.

Phone calls everyday, emails all the time,
But the ocean between us made us lose our minds.

So we threw up our arms, and followed the stars:
We wouldn’t be chained by societal bars.

You can’t stop this love from you and me,
It’s the only thing that lasts for eternity.

Hand in hand is the only way
We can walk our paths and never stray.
You feed my soul, and nourish my heart,
And for that baby girl we will never part.

I’m grateful everyday for all the things you do
And I thank the lord for this love that’s so damn true
I have love.

Love is love what else can I say?
Straight, B,i Trans, or Gay,
Follow your heart, do what you do,
Don’t ever let anyone tell you this ain't true.

This world need more love in all its forms.
It doesn’t matter if it breaks society’s norms.

I’m free now and it’s because of you.
I never need to look for something new.
I have love.

CHORUS
I love you
I love you
I love you

San Francisco Values

You say san Francisco values like it’s a bad thing,
Cuz we’d rather feed the homeless than buy a diamond ring,
Well I’ll tell you how it is that we do what we do:
See you take care of me and I take care of you.

We live in abundance not scarcity.
My friend, there’s enough for you and me,
So reach out your hand and don’t believe the hype
In this terror alert shit cuz we don’t have to fight.

When you breathe out I breathe in,
So if one of us dies then no one wins.
My heart, their head, your face, this skin,
Connected we are, again & again.

If you lead me to water I’ll take a drink,
But if I open up your eyes will you start to think?
Heaven or hell: it’s up to you,
Manifest your dreams and they will come true.

Chorus: *Solo Violin*

My happy home and loving wife
Have nothing to do with your empty life
Sexual variation’s like pigments in the skin:
No way to change it, so why pretend?

This is my way, it doesn’t have to be yours,
But it’s not fair to keep closing all these doors.
You tax my money but won’t give me my rights?
Well you’rE god damn right I’m gonna stand up and fight!

And the will of the people will never die.
Until equality reigns you will hear us cry
Out about the atrocities
On the people of the world that you would call diseased:

Two women, two men, or somewhere in between
It doesn’t even matter because we all want the same thing:
Health, peace, prosperity
If we love one another we will always be free.

Chorus: *Solo Violin*

Well if you’ve got something to say then why don’t you spit it
Wake up! this is your life! why ain’t you livin’ it?
Our voices must be heard if we wanna make change.
If we connect our spirits we can rearrange:

Money for truth, Greed for love,
Welcome, this is your new u.s. gov.
Believe, have faith, take a stand
Like that little song goes: this is your land.

The clock is tickin’ on our heads nightly,
So when you leave this bitch don’t do it quietly
Lincoln, Rosa Parks, MLK
Now it’s time to take the dream the rest of the way.

Where will you stand?
Where will you die?
Are you gonna open up or keep livin that lie?
Keep livin that lie
Keep livin that lie

Chorus: *Solo Violin*