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

I Hate Remix.

I hate but love all the parties,
finishing kegs and bottles of Bacardi,
of the class I'd rather lay up with a hottie,
single mean I'm lookin 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 been on my grind an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

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

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

I hate college but gettin' laid,
Social life at night when the sun fades,
check my sun shades talkin 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,
school, athletics, and music it's all day.

So ya friends to come play,
gave you the invite if you miss it 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 to tours in these place,
seein the pop in tho bottles of champagne.

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

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

Some say drink, blaze 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 hate but love all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
king of the class I'd lay up wit 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 I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

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

mad I'd rather learn 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 not happiness you'll only get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

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

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

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

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