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, today at University We will teach young bustas, And all of these weak, narrow minded young How to a bitch, now really, it's so easy
Mister G, I a question Pimpology is different than it was in the 70s Aha
I know how can anybody stroll today And if so, what proceeds do we to go through? Well, it out First here's what you to do
It's time to let the P I M P in the front do' One mo' nigga cuttin' paper on the low It's so in this white man's society Why it be hard for a nigga he try to be Independent, on his own with a You hate it you can't understand how I can
Rearrange and change how your daughter was And teach her how to constantly get paid she's laid no use in bein' the freak of the city You still got no ducats You want a Rolex or buckets?
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 them bitches in your range MJ fuckin' G your mind free with the type of knowledge has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch College
And today, We a guest speaker, Mister Fat Mac introduce yourself
Good evening, players, good Eightball the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you 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 Professor of Tell me how niggas let these hoes Get 'em caught up in fuck shit Alright buddy, this out
Once here I come pushin' that funk into your ear Do you recall Eightball, the player of the Calm 'cause I'm and I'm cool 'cause I'm calm Leavin' hoes shell-shocked like they fall in
Mayn, some have game, but most of can't handle this Those I think are stars, end up bein' scandalous Welfare recipients, full of rugrats Boost a couple of shirts and now the think she all that
Freakazoids have a noid steppin' up to me that'll fuck you fast 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, my education illustrations were the key See, where I'm from only 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 was a very nice lecture And as I walk back to the middle of the bulletin board I, I figured, I wondered to myself and I looked at my class And I, it seems that you have questions Is there any questions?
Yes, yes, MJG I have a
Ah, in 94 do you think, ah Any are gonna come up? Can, can any be pimps? Look here, look here, let me you
Now bitches got a lotta game 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 could I make the bitch break a trick
How long will it take to make my profit And what kinda can this hoe do for my pocket space-age pimpin', similar to the oldies In ways like keepin' our tight, not by tryina be Goldie
These gettin' they game picked down to the bone If you on what these hoes have to say, your money's gone Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make 'em your own rules Don't be a fool, nigga, bring bitch on by to school
I got a class for ass and it starts at seven 'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break eleven Future good for the smartest Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch
class, okay class Everybody just to settle down just settle down We're gonna break in 15 minutes
But we have one lecture, one more lecture Now ehm, eh, calm down, calm I'm gonna one more question I'm gonna take, are there any questions?
Ah yeah, ah, I wanna 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 to do is stick my dick up in a bitch That dope made my ends and my bought me weed And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on they Sam, damn, can I get a job, see
I wanna sell this dope, and nope I wanna get out and rob Today I was coolin' like I do I met this hoe after a show that to chew me and screw
Now some busta-ass nigga fucked the bitch But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin' off your On the ain't no pimps, real 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 hoes and trust them hoes And love 'em with no 9 times out of 10, nigga, if you do College got a scholarship just for you
Ah, yes, good class Damn good class, wonderful I 'em all, I love 'em all
Now class can you all in with me For our school alma mater and sing it I'm proud to be an alumni Break-A-College I'm to be