Good morning, This is teacher, MJG Look at me as I my name on the board Class, do you see my Do you understand my
Well, listen, Class, at Break-A-Bitch University We will teach 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 stroll And if so, what proceeds do we have to go Well, it out First what you have to do
It's to let the P I M P in the fuckin' front do' One mo' nigga cuttin' on the down low It's so twisted in this man's society Why it be hard for a nigga 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 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 plenty of competition From other hoes who think you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the game Don't worry, put them bitches in pistol range MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind free with the type of Class has started, day number one in College
And today, We a guest speaker, Mister Fat Mac Please introduce
Good evening, players, good Eightball the Fat Mac here, I'm to let you know these bitches, mean these bustas no good You see I'm sayin'? Now of all, class are there any questions?
Ah yes, Mister You bein' a of Pimpology Tell me how these niggas let these Get 'em caught up in that shit Alright buddy, check out
Once again I come pushin' that funk into your ear Do you recall Eightball, the player of the Calm 'cause I'm cool and I'm 'cause I'm calm Leavin' hoes like they fall in Vietnam
Mayn, some have game, but of them can't handle this that I think are stars, end up bein' scandalous Welfare recipients, crib of rugrats a couple of shirts and now the bitch think she all that
Freakazoids have a nigga noid up to me Hoes fuck you fast might be packin' H.I.V. Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe won't give me Shit about she on the pill, knowin' her pussy kill
See, my education illustrations were the key See, where I'm from bustas have to pay a fee Now you ask, what can a nigga do to get started? Pull a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch
Ah, yeah, now that was a very lecture And as I back over to the middle of the bulletin board I, I kinda figured, I wondered to myself and I at my class And I, it seems you have more questions Is there any questions?
Yes, yes, MJG I a question
Ah, in 94 do you think, ah Any bitches are gonna up? Can, can any be pimps? Look here, look here, let me you
Now these bitches got a lotta game for a So that made me try to see how to 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 it take to make my profit And what justice can this hoe do for my pocket space-age pimpin', similar to the oldies In like 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 to say, your 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 looks for the smartest Niggas in the of Sir Break-A-Bitch College
Okay class, okay Everybody just needs to settle Everybody just down We're break in about 15 minutes
But we one more lecture, one more lecture Now ehm, eh, calm down, down I'm gonna take one question I'm gonna take, are there any questions?
Ah yeah, ah, I know How can a ordinary busta me You know, you Get in Break-A-Bitch
Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in shit When all I wanted to do is my dick up in a bitch That dope made my ends and my ends 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 wanna this dope, and nope I wanna get out and rob Today I was coolin' like I do I met this hoe after a that wanted to chew me and screw
Now some busta-ass woulda fucked the bitch But at Break-A-Bitch that's called trickin' off your dick On the corner ain't no pimps, real are low-key I'm on the of a splurge, settin' up shop in Tennessee
Ain't no future for the lame, ain't no love in game Do you fuck hoes and trust them hoes And love 'em with no 9 out of 10, trick nigga, if you do Break-A-Bitch College got a scholarship for you
Ah, yes, damn good Damn class, wonderful graduates I 'em all, I love 'em all
Now class can you all join in me For our school mater and let's sing it I'm proud to be an alumni from I'm to be