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I had 40z on my mind when I woke up this mornin' I was sick of fancy drinks from the bitches I'd bonin' to get trashed, lay down and drink my stash Get up and make a quick dash then bat my eyelash
At the big nasty bottle of the shit I You may call me a ghetto freak but I even blink Don't even try to contain the 40z that I I leave a malt liquor stain a fucking freight train
I go to the school, I go to the high school To find me a bitch, a young virgin I go to the high school, I go to the high I a young gun, I drench him in cum
I go to the high school, I go to the high Make him kiss my gash, then I his tight ass I go to the high school, I go to the high If you make momma cry I'll give you some of my St. Ide's
on some 40z Like I learned in third grade For me the drink was and I won't ever trade The taste of sweet sex on my pussy lovin' tongue time I drank it it stung and then some little bells rung
And I that I loved you, I knew that I loved you Put above you, rather sip you then get screwed I knew you somethin', had my little brain bumpin' 'Stead of doin' my man last night, it was you I was humpin'
I go to the school, I go to the high school I find me a bitch, a young switch I go to the high school, I go to the high I a young gun, I drench him in cum
I go to the school, I go to the high school Make him kiss my gash, then I his tight ass I go to the high school, I go to the high If you make your momma cry I'll you some of my St. Ide's
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