Good morning, This is teacher, MJG Look at me as I my name on the board Class, do you see my Do you my name?
Well, listen, Class, at Break-A-Bitch 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 have a Pimpology is different than it was in the 70s Aha
I wanna know how can stroll today And if so, proceeds do we have to go through? Well, it out First what you have to do
time 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 white man's Why it be hard for a nigga 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 constantly get paid she's laid no use in bein' the freak of the city You ain't got no ducats You want a Rolex or ride
Bitch, listen 'cause you gots of competition From these hoes who think That you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the worry, put them bitches in your pistol range MJ fuckin' G settin' mind free with the type of knowledge Class has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch
And today, We have a speaker, Mister Fat Mac Please yourself
Good evening, players, good the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you know That these bitches, mean these no good You see what I'm Now first of all, class are any questions?
Ah yes, Eightball You bein' a of Pimpology Tell me how niggas let these hoes Get 'em caught up in that shit Alright buddy, this out
Once again here I come pushin' that 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 like they fall in
Mayn, some have game, but most of can't handle this Those that I are stars, end up bein' scandalous Welfare recipients, crib of rugrats Boost a of shirts and now the bitch think she all that
Freakazoids have a noid steppin' up to me Hoes that'll fuck you might be packin' H.I.V. Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe give me that about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy kill
See, through my education were the key See, where I'm from bustas have to pay a fee Now you might ask, 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 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 more 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 bitches be Look here, here, let me tell you
Now these 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 make the click How damn quick could I make the bitch a trick
How fuckin' long it take to make my profit And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my space-age pimpin', similar to the oldies In ways like keepin' our business tight, not by be Goldie
These gettin' they game picked 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 your own 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 eleven looks good for the smartest Niggas in the of Sir Break-A-Bitch College
Okay class, class Everybody just to settle down Everybody just settle gonna break in about 15 minutes
But we have one more lecture, one more Now ehm, eh, down, calm down I'm gonna take one question I'm gonna take, are there any more
Ah yeah, ah, I wanna 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 to do is stick my dick up in a bitch dope made 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 wanna sell this dope, and I wanna get out and rob Today I was coolin' I usually do I met this hoe after a show that to chew me and screw
Now some busta-ass nigga woulda the bitch But at Break-A-Bitch College that's 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 love in this Do you fuck them and trust them hoes And 'em with no shame? 9 times out of 10, nigga, if you do Break-A-Bitch College got a scholarship 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 school alma mater and let's it I'm proud to be an alumni Break-A-College I'm to be