bacc 2 school

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man, my daddy told me, boy, when i was your age, i had to walk 13 miles to school, i said, "oh, is that why you didn't graduate?", talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a nose full of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah, mama, go to the university of smoking marijuana, all of my friends go to usc, so i'm gonna tag along and hit the bong with them, walkin' through the masses, lookin' for my classes, i can't concentrate on the teacher, surrounded by titties and asses, spend a lot of money on some brand new clothes, tryin' to impress these brand new hoes, laugh every time i have sex with a chick, baby, don't know, i'm an ex-convict, walkin' round the campus with my 'fro and dick, every twenty seconds, i'll be grabbin' my dick, full of alcohol at the football games, doin' more drugs than my nigga rich james, my gpa's droppin' at a very fast rate, it would take a miracle for me to graduate, maybe i won't, maybe i will, stressed out, poppin' pills in my coupe deville, talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a noseful of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah, how do i party?, and still pass, i hardly, ever go to class, got a golden eagle on my stolen regal, if you bought it from me, it's illegal, 'cause i'm afroman, the educated crip, on a rock cocaine scholarship, cook that crack until it's done, i use that for my negro college fund, broke minorities, sellin' dope to those bitches in sororities, she's drinkin' one too many 40's, she took her clothes off, now we're havin' orgys, baby, i don't mean to act rude, but you told me you would never fuck a black dude, colt 45 must have got you in the mood, to eat a fat dick like sum soul food, talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a noseful of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah, hey fellas, can i get jiggy with it? hey, check this shit out right here, hey homeboy, don't stress, i got the answers to the test, my college professer smokes a lot of grass, she's gonna make sure we pass, that's how you pass trigonometry, sell dope to your teacher, use niggernometry, on the microphone, there's not a rapper bomb as me, and when the police pushin', nobody's calm as me, wait a minute, you know what's fucked up, black people in college act stuck up, so self-conscious, and insecure, you wanna speak back, but you really ain't sure, look at me, what do you see?, you see the og, you ashamed to be, so fuck you, you pretty little rich fat boy, you can suck my dick just like that boy, talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a nose full of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah, i said, "honey, you got some sexy looks, you need money, to buy your textbooks", get it wet, and i can get it hard, we can slide your vaginal credit card, computer girl, come to my house and be my tutor girl, before we study, can we smoke a little buddha, girl?, raise your shirt, lick the nipples on your hooters, girl, open up your legs, baby you're the girl, stick out your tongue and let me shoot it, girl, you was playin' with my floppy, then my hard drive downloaded, down your thoat, and fuckin' exploded, tell your prejudice dad and mom, to email their comments to suck my dick.com, afro's the bomb, blowin' up like vietnam, talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a nose full of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah, talkin' noise with all of my homeboys, then we go back to school, yeah, with a mouthful of beer and a nose full of weed, you know, i been act a fool, yeah