Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and
That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent
I 'll just stick ta hate songs
Run a cartel like a real rick ross
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy
Why we gotta argue
See you, touch you, hear you
Take you out kentland and show you a zoo
Now you don't see what i see (dont you)
You ll catch some mean lumps
He dont want the diamonds
I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless
A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
Imma need to know now can a brotha crack
Mean facts that ll make you scream fast ease back
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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