Bagboy...Bagboy...
Well I'm a packing goods and a wearin’ a nametag on my chest
Workin the midnight shift, during the day I rest
With packing I’ve got wicked skillz, so lemme give you a hint:
Soup on bottom, eggs on top, find a small spot to store mints
Then I'm a Bag boy it, packing food and socks
Dream is to be promoted to shoplifter watch
Maybe get promoted to the aisle that allows ten items at the most
then rock that job and get to boast

Sell toast to someone; help seniors carry their bags to their cars
I’m pretty sure this crappy job won’t take me far
I’ll bag a tangerine and some shaving foam
I work long hours, must be a fool, cause I bring minimum wage home
In the bagging service, for all the right reasons
Making less cash then the maids at the Four Seasons
Bagboy and I'm the real McCoy

Nametag on my chest sucker...because I wanna be a
Bagboy, baby
Askin paper or plastic with my nametag shinin
Bagboy, baby
Milk is chillin’ over in aisle nine
I wanna be a bagboy baby
Workin all night and I sleep all day
Bagboy, baby
My retirement plan is a million miles away

I bet you'll hear my register beepin' when the cash goes in
It goes (ca-ching) and I get such a small share it’s a sin
Bagged shrimp, bagged leeks, baggin’ till the end of time
I bagged once eye shadow that cost a grand for a women who’s blind!
Tons of peas, and seeds, farm cheese and rice
Help seniors to their cars. Make people pay the right price.
Workin in Florissant light this jobs too intense for kids, boy

And people who get things bagged-by-me-say, “man, you’re the,”
Bagboy, baby
Askin paper or plastic with my nametag shinin.
Bagboy, baby
Milk is chillin’ over in aisle nine
I wanna be a bagboy baby
Workin all night and I sleep all day
Bagboy, baby
My retirement plan is a million miles away.

Yeah...Bagboy...workin’ nights, never rest
Rollin' down the conveyor belt stuffin’ bags with objects
Bagged some dog food for a vet, who was givin me sass
And said, "Yeah, I graduated top in my food baggin class!"
No kiddin', mud slingin', vet; he hit the floor
Took back his floss, complained to my Boss, refused to pay for his sauce n' never returned to the store
No remorse for that vet, in his eyes I ain't right
He’s not givin me respect, although I work hard all night
I’m da baggin boss, known from LA to the Himalayas
Bag the best toast-ables for the wealthy payers
Sack for mayors, bag for the Lakers.
The best food baggers are born; you cannot make us

All the stores wanna hire me...only bagboy to ever receive above a D
I still ain’t ever got a C, I'm just a regular failure
I ain't straight outta Compton I'm straight outta the trailer
Ain’t ever make it in Yale ...cause I’m a hick.
My only words of wisdom are, "Paper or Plas-tic?”
I'm baggin' real quick up and down that belt and
Keep on baggin' till my bloods no longer pulsin’

Bagboy
Askin paper or plastic with my nametag shinin
Bagboy
Milk and yogurt can be found in aisle nine
Bagboy
Workin' all night and I sleep all day
Bagboy
My retirement plan is a million miles away.
Bagboy
Askin paper or plastic with my nametag shinin.
Bagboy
Askin paper or plastic with my nametag shinin.
Bagboy
yogurt and milk in aisle nine