Gotta lotta stuff, fool
That was till she chose a school
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
Kill people, burn shit, fuck school
That high school sounded cool
She going to borrow some money
School flunkie, pill junky
Then you look like a fucking fool
Rapping rule, back to school
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
While we going through the school
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
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