I be gettin' money
School flunkie, pill junky
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
When im waiting for mealtime at school
But policy was...you gotta go to school
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
It was my first year in high school
That's the sound of my tool
Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you
Secondary school was secondary to
And even your friends at school.
Then you look like a fucking fool
Step to secondary divorce,
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
And i need you to show me love
Mabye we'll school with some classes
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