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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, today at Break-A-Bitch
We will teach bustas, playa-hatas
And all of these weak, narrow young sissies
How to a bitch, now really, it's so easy

Mister G, I a question

Pimpology today is different it was in the 70s
Aha

I wanna know how can stroll today
And if so, what proceeds do we have to go
Well, it out
First here's what you to do

It's to let the P I M P in the fuckin' front do'
One mo' nigga cuttin' paper on the low
so twisted in this white man's society
Why it be hard for a when he try to be
Independent, on his own with a
You hate it 'cause you can't 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 the freak of the city
You still ain't got no
You want a Rolex or buckets?

Bitch, listen 'cause you gots of competition
From these other who think
That you supposed to fall dead, short, to the game
Don't worry, put them bitches in your range
MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind free the type of knowledge
Class has started, day number one in College

And today,
We have a guest speaker, Fat Mac
Please yourself

evening, players, good evening
Eightball the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you
these bitches, mean these bustas no good
You see what I'm
Now of all, class are there any questions?

Ah yes, Mister
You bein' a Professor of
Tell me how these let these hoes
Get 'em caught up in that shit
Alright buddy, this out

Once again here I come that funk into your ear
Do you Eightball, the player of the year
Calm I'm cool and I'm cool 'cause I'm calm
Leavin' hoes shell-shocked like they 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 full of
a couple of shirts and now the bitch think she all that

Freakazoids have a nigga steppin' up to me
Hoes that'll fuck you might be packin' H.I.V.
Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe won't me that
about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy kill

See, through my illustrations were the key
See, I'm from only bustas have to pay a fee
Now you might ask, can a nigga do to get started?
a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College

Ah, yeah, now that was a very nice
And as I walk over to the middle of the bulletin board
I, I kinda figured, I to myself and I looked at my class
And I, it that you have more questions
Is any more questions?

Yes, yes, MJG
I have a

Ah, in 94 do you think, ah
Any are gonna come up?
Can, can any bitches be
here, look here, let me tell you

Now these bitches got a game for a nigga
So that made me try to see how to a hoe
What exactly would it take for me to make the click
How quick could I make the bitch break a trick

How fuckin' will it take to make my profit
And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my
Talkin' space-age pimpin', to the oldies
In ways keepin' our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie

niggas gettin' they game picked down to the bone
If you listen on what these hoes have to say, your gone
Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make 'em follow your own
Don't be a fool, nigga, that bitch on by to school

I got a class for that ass and it starts at
'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, till eleven
Future good for the smartest
Niggas in the of Sir Break-A-Bitch College

Okay class, class
just needs to settle down
Everybody just settle
We're gonna in about 15 minutes

But we have one lecture, one more lecture
Now ehm, eh, calm down, calm
I'm gonna take one question
I'm take, are there any more questions?

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 in this shit
all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a bitch
That dope my ends and my ends bought me weed
And all I wanted to see was them young on they knees
Sam, damn, can I get a job, see

I don't sell this dope, and nope
I wanna get out and rob
Today I was coolin' I usually do
I met hoe after a show that wanted to chew me and screw

Now some busta-ass nigga woulda the bitch
But at Break-A-Bitch that's called trickin' off your dick
On the ain't no pimps, real players are low-key
I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin' up in Tennessee

Ain't no future for the lame, 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
Break-A-Bitch College got a just for you

Ah, yes, damn class
good class, wonderful graduates
I love 'em all, I 'em all

Now class can you all join in me
For our alma mater and let's sing it
I'm proud to be an alumni from
I'm to be