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

I Hate Remix.

I hate but love all the parties,
kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
king of the class I'd 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 grind puff an ounce of coli. (Coli)

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

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

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

My eyes 20/20 so 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 ya friends to come play,
gave you the invite if you miss it complain,
if ya lucky get a kiss but miss 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 lookin to tours in these place,
the cork pop in tho bottles of champagne.

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

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
king of the 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 mind most say prolly,
but I've been on my puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

I college 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 I'm lookin for somebody.

Some say 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 grind puff an ounce of coli. (Coli)

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

They mad I'd rather learn 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 till my money gets nice,
well money's not happiness only get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

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

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

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