Champagne, foreign names in my pool
Do you need to go back to school?
Then you look like a fucking fool
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
Middle school was finally done
Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
But she forgot about the golden rule
While we going through the school
Iced out, okay cool
That's the sound of my tool
That was till she chose a school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
It was my first year in high school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
See i learned it in school
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