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

I College Remix.

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing and crushing bottles 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 people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an of that coli. (Coli)

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

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

I hate college but love laid,
Social life at night when the sun fades,
check my sun talkin bout upgrades,
I can't see the no more 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 like a slave,
between school, athletics, and music all day.

So invite ya friends to play,
gave you the if you miss it don't complain,
if ya lucky get a kiss but miss 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 forward to tours in place,
seein the cork pop in tho of champagne.

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

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 I'm lookin for somebody.

Some say they drink, 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 crushing of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather lay up wit 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 mind people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an of that coli. (Coli)

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

mad I'd rather learn flows in they lesson plans,
but sit me asking, "Do you get the message Sam?",
is your 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,
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 put steak gettin meatier,
but school's good for one thing I add,
and havin a plethora of my vocab.

Whole of verbs that I must grab,
and throw down like a rich 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 they drink, up, but hardly,
poppin PK, sket, a bit of molly,
am I out my most people say prolly,
but I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli coli)