But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
I write my test and pass it in to the teacher
Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
Punched the teacher out like pow, he jumped my ass with some cleats
If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Every teacher always wondered why i was the quiet one
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
I killed the new generation, teacher should of left me in detention,
When you stare into the eyes
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
// [when you walked through the door]
Not relying on the light no more
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