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

I Hate Remix.

I college 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 mean I'm for somebody.

Some say drink, blaze up, but hardly,
PK, skeet, a little bit of molly,
am I out my most people say prolly,
but I've been on my grind an ounce of that coli. (Coli)

my bag no parents didnt drop me off,
I fell off, saw some herbs all Lacoste,
a couple dudes in pennies 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,
to pound ho's, out of tempo,
is flow developed to tha whole of his voice.

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

My eyes 20/20 so sunny with gray,
I'm loved by the what mo can I say,
I'm just gettin paid like 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 get a kiss but miss know that's lame,
wanna get it in wit I'ma yo man.

Sweatin no fan can contain,
short to up but quick to amaze,
I'm lookin to tours in these place,
seein the 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 a couple hours tomorrow go insane.

I college but love all the parties,
finishing kegs and bottles of Bacardi,
of the class I'd rather lay up wit a hottie,
single mean I'm lookin for somebody.

Some say drink, blaze up, but hardly,
PK, skeet, 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)

I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing of Bacardi,
of the class 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 mind most say prolly,
but been on my grind puff an ounce 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 flash Wizzy way more than teeth.

They mad I'd rather learn flows in they 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 you'll only get greedier,
shit did a make life a lot easier.

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

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

I I hate college but all the parties,
finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi,
I king of the class I'd lay up wit a hottie,
single doesn't mean I'm for somebody.

some say they drink, blaze up, but hardly,
poppin PK, sket, a bit of molly,
am I out my mind people say prolly,
but I've on my grind puff an ounce of that coli. (Coli coli)