Good morning, This is teacher, MJG Look at me as I write my on the board Class, do you see my Do you my name?
Well, listen, Class, at Break-A-Bitch University We teach young bustas, playa-hatas And all of these weak, narrow minded young 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, what do we have to go through? Well, it out First what you have to do
It's time to let the P I M P in the front do' One mo' cuttin' paper on the down low so twisted in this white man's society Why it be hard for a when he try to be Independent, on his own a plan You hate it 'cause you understand how I can
Rearrange and change how your daughter was And teach her how to constantly get paid when she's no use in bein' the freak of the city You still got no ducats You want a Rolex or ride
Bitch, listen you gots plenty of competition From these hoes who think That you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the Don't worry, put bitches in your pistol range MJ G settin' your mind free with the type of knowledge Class has started, day number one in College
And today, We have a speaker, Mister Fat Mac introduce yourself
Good evening, players, evening the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you know That these bitches, mean these bustas no You see I'm sayin'? Now first of all, class are any questions?
Ah yes, Eightball You bein' a Professor of Tell me how niggas let these hoes Get 'em caught up in fuck shit Alright buddy, check out
Once again here I come that funk into your ear Do you recall Eightball, the player of the Calm 'cause I'm cool and I'm cool 'cause I'm Leavin' hoes shell-shocked they fall in Vietnam
Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't handle that I think are stars, end up bein' scandalous Welfare recipients, crib of rugrats Boost a couple of shirts and now the bitch she all that
Freakazoids a nigga noid steppin' up to me that'll fuck you fast might be packin' H.I.V. Me, I'm packin' hats, so a hoe won't give me that Shit about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy
See, through my education were the key See, where I'm from only bustas to pay a fee Now you might ask, what can a nigga do to get 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 kinda figured, I wondered to myself and I at my class And I, it seems that you more questions Is any more questions?
Yes, yes, MJG I have a
Ah, in 94 do you think, ah Any bitches are gonna up? Can, can any bitches be Look here, here, let me tell you
Now these bitches got a lotta for a nigga 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 I make the bitch break a trick
How fuckin' long will it take to make my And what kinda justice can hoe do for my pocket Talkin' pimpin', similar to the oldies In ways keepin' our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie
These niggas gettin' they game down to the bone If you listen on what these hoes have to say, your money's Nigga, on your 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 ass and it starts at seven 'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, till eleven Future good for the smartest Niggas in the school of Sir College
Okay class, okay Everybody just to settle down Everybody just settle We're break in about 15 minutes
But we have one more lecture, one lecture Now ehm, eh, calm down, down I'm gonna take one more I'm gonna take, are there any questions?
Ah yeah, ah, I know How can a busta like me You know, you Get in Break-A-Bitch
Not ago I grew up as a youngster in this shit When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a dope made my ends and my ends bought me weed And all I to see was them young bitches on they knees Sam, damn, can I get a job, see
I don't sell this dope, and nope I don't get out and rob Today I was like I usually do I met this hoe a show that wanted to chew me and screw
Now some busta-ass woulda fucked the bitch But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin' off your On the corner ain't no pimps, real are low-key I'm on the of a splurge, settin' up shop in Tennessee
no future for the lame, ain't no love in this game Do you fuck them hoes and them hoes And love 'em no shame? 9 times out of 10, nigga, if you do College got a scholarship just for you
Ah, yes, damn good Damn good class, graduates I 'em all, I love 'em all
Now class can you all in with me For our alma mater and let's sing it I'm to be an alumni from Break-A-College I'm to be