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

I Hate Remix.

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
king of the class I'd rather lay up 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 most say prolly,
but been on my grind puff 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 must a played lacrosse,
grab my and I hustle through the dormitory doors.

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

I hate college but gettin' laid,
life swagger at night when the sun fades,
check my sun shades bout upgrades,
I can't see the 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 gettin paid workin like a slave,
school, athletics, and music it's all day.

So invite ya to come play,
gave you the invite if you miss it complain,
if ya lucky get a kiss but know that's lame,
wanna get it in wit wizzy yo man.

Sweatin no fan can contain,
to pull 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 sins in college that I made,
well my games off the chain,
I'll last a couple hours go insane.

I hate but love all the parties,
kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather 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 most people say prolly,
but been on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I hate 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.

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 puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I can't sleep cause my God teach,
keeps essays 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 learn flows in they lesson plans,
but sit me down asking, "Do you get the 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 of lyin till my money gets nice,
money's not happiness you'll only get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

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

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

I I hate but love all the parties,
finish kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
I of the class I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
doesn't 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 mind most say prolly,
but I've been on my grind an ounce of that coli. (Coli coli)