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

I College Remix.

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

Some say they drink, up, but hardly,
poppin PK, skeet, a bit of molly,
am I out my mind most 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 couple dudes in must a played lacrosse,
grab my duffle and I through the dormitory doors.

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

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

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

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

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

lord takin your name in vain,
all these sins in that I made,
well well my off the chain,
I'll last a couple tomorrow go insane.

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

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

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and bottles of Bacardi,
of the class 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 mind people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an ounce of coli. (Coli)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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