(Cause I goin out like a sucka, no way)
I College Remix.
I college 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 drink, blaze up, but hardly, PK, skeet, a little bit of molly, am I out my mind people say prolly, but I've been on my puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)
Pack my bag no didnt drop me off, I off, saw some herbs all wearin Lacoste, a couple dudes in pennies a played lacrosse, grab my and I hustle through the dormitory doors.
Of course my homie on the same floor, soon to blow get down to pound pros, down to ho's, out of tempo, is flow developed to tha whole of his voice.
I hate but love gettin' laid, Social life at night when the sun fades, my sun shades talkin bout upgrades, I see the haters no more I feel great.
My 20/20 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 it's all day.
So invite ya friends to play, gave you the if you miss it don't complain, if ya lucky get a but miss 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 your in vain, all these sins in college I made, well my games 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 I'd rather lay up wit a hottie, single mean 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 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 mean I'm lookin 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 of that coli. (Coli)
I sleep cause my God damn teach, keeps essays due at the end of each 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 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 full of lyin till my money gets nice, money's not happiness you'll only get greedier, shit did a life a whole lot easier.
And my feel a whole lot cheesier, Domino's bread put gettin meatier, but school's good for one thing I 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 but love all the parties, finish finishing kegs and 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, poppin PK, sket, a bit of molly, am I out my mind most say prolly, but I've been on my grind puff an of that coli. (Coli coli)