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

I Hate Remix.

I college but love all the parties,
kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather lay up with a hottie,
single doesn't mean I'm 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 on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hate but love 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 mind people say prolly,
but been on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I college but love all the parties,
kegs 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 people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an of that coli. (Coli)

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

They mad I'd rather learn flows in lesson plans,
but sit me asking, "Do you get the message Sam?",
this is your 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 full of till my money gets nice,
well money's not happiness only get greedier,
shit did a make a whole lot easier.

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

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

I I hate but love all the parties,
finish finishing kegs and bottles of Bacardi,
I king of the I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
doesn't mean 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 I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli coli)