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

I College Remix.

I hate but love all the parties,
finishing kegs and bottles of Bacardi,
king of the I'd rather lay up with 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 mind most say prolly,
but I've been on my grind puff an ounce of coli. (Coli)

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

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

I hate but love gettin' laid,
Social life swagger at when the sun fades,
my sun shades talkin bout upgrades,
I see the haters no more I feel great.

My 20/20 so sunny with skies gray,
I'm by the hunnies what mo can I say,
I'm just gettin paid like a slave,
between school, athletics, and music all day.

So invite ya to come play,
you the invite if you miss it don't complain,
if ya lucky get a kiss but miss know lame,
wanna get it in wit wizzy yo man.

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

I hate college but 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.

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

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

I can't cause my God damn teach,
assignin essays due at the end of each week,
but little do he I gotta 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?",
this is your life you 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 my money gets nice,
well money's not you'll only get greedier,
shit did a make a whole lot easier.

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

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

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

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