One word of advice If you get when listening to this record Simply go back to the beginning of the cut and start All you need is some patience and a little And you soon be Disco Dancing with the best
I had some 40z on my mind when I woke up this I was of fancy drinks from the bitches I'd been 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 of the shit I drink You may call me a ghetto but I won't even blink Don't try to contain the 40z that I drain I leave a liquor stain like a fucking freight train
I go to the high school, I go to the high To find me a bitch, a young switch I go to the high school, I go to the school I find a young gun, I him in cum
I go to the school, I go to the high school Make him my gash, then I fuck his tight ass I go to the high school, I go to the high If you make your momma cry I'll give you of my St. Ide's
Sippin' on 40z Like I learned in third grade For me the was made and I won't ever trade The taste of malted sex on my pussy lovin' tongue First time I drank it it stung and then some little bells
And I knew that I you, I knew that I loved you Put nobody you, rather sip you then get screwed I knew you were somethin', had my little bumpin' of doin' my man last night, it was you that I was humpin'
I go to the high school, I go to the high I find me a bitch, a young virgin I go to the high school, I go to the school I find a 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 school If you make your cry I'll give you some of my St. Ide's
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