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(Cause I goin out like a sucka, no way)

I College Remix.

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

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

my bag no parents didnt drop me off,
I off, saw some herbs all wearin Lacoste,
a couple dudes in must a played lacrosse,
grab my and I hustle through the dormitory doors.

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

I hate but love gettin' laid,
life swagger at night when the sun fades,
check my sun shades bout upgrades,
I can't see the haters no more I great.

My eyes so sunny with skies gray,
I'm loved by the what mo can I say,
I'm just gettin paid workin a slave,
between school, athletics, and music all day.

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

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

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

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

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

I hate 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 most people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an of that coli. (Coli)

I sleep cause my God damn teach,
keeps assignin essays due at the end of week,
but little do he know I show by the beach,
watchin girls Wizzy way more than they teeth.

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

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

And my feel a whole lot cheesier,
Domino's bread put steak meatier,
but school's good for one I must add,
and that's a plethora of my vocab.

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

I I hate but love all the parties,
finish finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
I of the class I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
single mean I'm lookin for somebody.

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