Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs
Don't you dare play dirty don't you be teachers pet and nice
Bullies were first next were the teachers then later to the principal
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
I mean look at my features, educated my teachers
I need my respect, you can keep all the features
Teachers come to the door with a warrant
I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell
Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle
Fucking around in class teachers thinking i'm an imbecile
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
That the teachers are giving us too much homework
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