Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
It was my first year in high school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
I told myself that i would play it cool
Skated from howwies straight to your school
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
And even your friends at school.
The thugs say i'm cool
That was till she chose a school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
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