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

I College Remix.

I hate but love all the parties,
kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
king of the class I'd rather lay up 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)

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

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

I hate college but gettin' laid,
Social swagger at night when the sun fades,
check my sun shades talkin upgrades,
I can't see the haters no I feel 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 invite ya friends to play,
gave you the invite if you it don't complain,
if ya lucky get a kiss but know that's lame,
wanna get it in wit wizzy yo man.

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

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

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

I hate but love all the parties,
finishing 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 mind most say prolly,
but I've been on my grind an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

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

They mad I'd rather flows in they lesson plans,
but sit me asking, "Do you get the message 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 full of lyin till my money nice,
well money's not happiness you'll get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

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

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

I I hate but love all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing 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,
poppin PK, sket, a bit of molly,
am I out my most people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an ounce of coli. (Coli coli)