Good morning, This is teacher, MJG Look at me as I write my on the board Class, do you see my Do you understand my
Well, listen, Class, today at Break-A-Bitch We will teach bustas, playa-hatas And all of these weak, narrow young sissies How to break a bitch, now really, it's so
Mister G, I have a Pimpology is different than it was in the 70s Aha
I wanna how can anybody stroll today And if so, proceeds do we have to go through? Well, it out First here's you have to do
It's time to let the P I M P in the fuckin' do' One mo' nigga cuttin' on the down low so twisted in this white man's society Why it be for a nigga when he try to be Independent, on his own with a You it 'cause you can't understand how I can
Rearrange and change how daughter was raised And teach her how to get paid when she's laid Ain't no use in bein' the freak of the You still got no ducats You want a Rolex or buckets?
Bitch, listen 'cause you gots of competition From these other who think you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the game Don't worry, put them in your pistol range MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind with the type of knowledge Class has started, day number one in College
And today, We have a speaker, Mister Fat Mac Please introduce
evening, players, good evening Eightball the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you That these bitches, mean these no good You see I'm sayin'? Now first of all, are there any questions?
Ah yes, Mister You bein' a Professor of Tell me how these niggas let these Get 'em caught up in that shit buddy, check this out
Once again I come pushin' that funk into your ear Do you recall Eightball, the of the year 'cause I'm cool and I'm cool 'cause I'm calm Leavin' hoes shell-shocked like they fall in
Mayn, some have game, but most of them handle this Those that I are stars, end up bein' scandalous Welfare recipients, full of rugrats Boost a couple of shirts and now the bitch think she all
have a nigga noid steppin' up to me Hoes that'll you fast might be packin' H.I.V. Me, I'm jimmy hats, so a hoe won't give me that Shit about she on the pill, knowin' that her kill
See, through my education illustrations the key See, I'm from only bustas have to pay a fee Now you might ask, what can a do to get started? a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College
Ah, yeah, now that was a nice lecture And as I walk back over to the of the bulletin board I, I figured, I wondered to myself and I looked at my class And I, it seems you have more questions Is there any more
Yes, yes, MJG I a question
Ah, in 94 do you think, ah Any bitches are come up? Can, can any bitches be Look here, look here, let me you
Now these bitches got a lotta game for a So that me try to see how to break a hoe What exactly would it take for me to the bitch click How damn quick could I make the bitch break a
How fuckin' long will it take to my profit And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my space-age pimpin', similar to the oldies In ways like our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie
These niggas gettin' game picked down to the bone If you listen on what these have to say, your money's gone Nigga, focus on own rhyme, make 'em follow your own rules Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to
I got a class for that ass and it starts at 'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, till eleven looks good for the smartest Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch
Okay class, class Everybody just needs to settle Everybody just down We're gonna break in 15 minutes
But we have one more lecture, one more Now ehm, eh, down, calm down I'm gonna take one more I'm gonna take, are there any more
Ah yeah, ah, I wanna How can a busta like me You know, you Get in College?
Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this When all I to do is stick my dick up in a bitch dope made my ends and my ends bought me weed And all I wanted to see was young bitches on they knees Sam, damn, can I get a job, see
I don't wanna this dope, and nope I wanna get out and rob Today I was coolin' I usually do I met this hoe a show that wanted to chew me and screw
Now some busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin' off dick On the corner ain't no pimps, players are low-key I'm on the verge of a splurge, up shop in Tennessee
Ain't no for the lame, ain't no love in this game Do you fuck them and trust them hoes And love 'em no shame? 9 out of 10, trick nigga, if you do College got a scholarship just for you
Ah, yes, good class Damn good class, graduates I love 'em all, I 'em all
Now class can you all join in me For our school alma mater and let's it I'm proud to be an alumni from I'm to be