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(Cause I ain't out like a sucka, no way)

I College Remix.

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
king of the class I'd lay up with a hottie,
doesn't mean I'm lookin for somebody.

Some say they drink, up, but hardly,
PK, skeet, a little bit of molly,
am I out my most people say prolly,
but been on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

Pack my bag no parents didnt me off,
I fell off, saw some all wearin Lacoste,
a dudes in pennies must a played lacrosse,
my duffle and I hustle through the dormitory doors.

Of my homie lived on the same floor,
soon to blow get down to pound pros,
to pound ho's, out of tempo,
is developed to tha whole town of his voice.

I college but love gettin' laid,
Social life at night when the sun fades,
check my sun talkin bout upgrades,
I see the haters no more I feel great.

My eyes 20/20 so sunny with gray,
I'm loved by the what mo can I say,
I'm just gettin paid like a slave,
school, athletics, and music it's all day.

So ya friends to come play,
gave you the invite if you it don't complain,
if ya lucky get a but miss know that's lame,
wanna get it in wit I'ma yo man.

Sweatin no fan can contain,
to pull up but quick to amaze,
I'm lookin forward to in these place,
seein the pop in tho bottles of champagne.

Dear lord takin name in vain,
all these in college that I made,
well my games off the chain,
I'll last a hours tomorrow go insane.

I college but love all the parties,
finishing and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
single doesn't mean I'm for somebody.

Some say they drink, up, but hardly,
PK, skeet, a little bit of molly,
am I out my mind most say prolly,
but I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
single doesn't mean I'm for somebody.

say they drink, blaze up, but hardly,
poppin PK, skeet, a bit of molly,
am I out my most people say prolly,
but I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I can't sleep my God damn teach,
assignin essays due at the end of each week,
but little do he know I gotta by the beach,
watchin girls flash Wizzy way more than teeth.

They mad I'd rather flows in they lesson plans,
but sit me down asking, "Do you get the Sam?",
this is your life you need to get right,
Nah, "Music is my sun and you my light".

And if I blow, get hot and ignite,
my life full of till my money gets nice,
well money's not happiness you'll get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

And my feel gets a lot cheesier,
Domino's bread put gettin meatier,
but good for one thing I must add,
and that's havin a of my vocab.

Whole bags of verbs I must grab,
and throw down like a rich bar tab. (Tab tab)

I I hate college but all the parties,
finish kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
I king of the class I'd lay up wit a hottie,
single doesn't I'm lookin for somebody.

Some some say they drink, up, but hardly,
PK, sket, a little bit of molly,
am I out my mind people say prolly,
but been on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli coli)