Good morning, This is teacher, MJG Look at me as I write my name on the Class, do you see my Do you my name?
Well, listen, Class, at Break-A-Bitch University We will young bustas, playa-hatas And all of these weak, minded young sissies How to break a bitch, now really, so easy
G, I have a question Pimpology is different than it was in the 70s Aha
I wanna know how can anybody today And if so, proceeds 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 fuckin' do' One mo' cuttin' paper on the down low It's so twisted in this white 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 how your daughter was raised And teach her how to constantly get paid when she's 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 hoes who think That you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the Don't worry, put them in your pistol range MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind free with the type of Class has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch
And today, We a guest 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 of Pimpology me how these niggas let these hoes Get 'em caught up in fuck shit buddy, check this out
Once again here I come pushin' that funk your ear Do you Eightball, the player of the year Calm 'cause I'm cool and I'm cool 'cause I'm 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 Boost a of shirts and now the bitch think she all that
Freakazoids have a nigga steppin' up to me that'll fuck you fast might be packin' H.I.V. Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe give me that Shit about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy
See, my education illustrations were the key See, where I'm only bustas have to pay a fee Now you ask, what can a nigga do to get started? Pull a hoe and go in Break-A-Bitch College
Ah, yeah, now was a very nice lecture And as I back over to the middle of the bulletin board I, I kinda figured, I wondered to myself and I looked at my And I, it that you have more questions Is any more questions?
Yes, yes, MJG I a question
Ah, in 94 do you think, ah Any bitches are come up? Can, can any be pimps? here, look here, let me tell you
Now bitches got a lotta game for a nigga So made me try to see how to break a hoe What exactly it take for me to make the bitch click How damn quick could I make the break a trick
How fuckin' long will it take to my profit And kinda justice can this hoe do for my pocket Talkin' space-age pimpin', to the oldies In ways like keepin' our business tight, not by be Goldie
These niggas they game picked down to the bone If you listen on what these hoes have to say, money's gone Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make 'em follow own rules Don't be a fool, nigga, that bitch on by to school
I got a for that ass and it starts at seven 'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break till Future good for the smartest Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch
class, okay class Everybody just needs to down Everybody settle down We're gonna in about 15 minutes
But we have one more lecture, one more Now ehm, eh, calm down, down I'm gonna one more question I'm gonna take, are any more questions?
Ah yeah, ah, I wanna How can a ordinary like me You know, you Get in Break-A-Bitch
Not long ago I grew up as a in this shit When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a That dope made my ends and my bought me weed And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on knees Sam, damn, can I get a job, see
I don't wanna sell this dope, and 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 woulda fucked the bitch But at Break-A-Bitch College called trickin' off your dick On the corner 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, ain't no in this game Do you fuck hoes and trust 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 good class, wonderful graduates I 'em all, I love 'em all
Now can you all join in with me For our school alma and let's sing it I'm proud to be an alumni Break-A-College I'm to be