Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?
'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you
But the kid aint stupid
Gotti here, i’m in this shit
Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell
Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell
And all these teachers treat us like some fools
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-
You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap
He could regain some of his rights that’s why he went for a lot of fights with teachers
I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders
You stupid? there's no such thing
Get it girl, keep that motor running
And you all will respect that
How dare you call me stupid!
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