- Apr 1, 2001
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Telling Stuff
I'm hood made get good grades I could parade the streets
And throw grenades at freak instead I just celebrate unique
And elevate to peek tell funny jokes write dummy quotes
From my school note but fools promote stupidity yall take notes//
MADD you have slick fame but what your nickname can you kick lame
Verse? we smooch now you want my cooch, you’re playing a sick game
Even if you suck my breast you couldn't duck under my dress
And pull it up like a bull you corrupt with **** so stop that mess//
One time a thug faced abuse in college after being introduced to knowledge//
Got a text book took a complex look No excuse for garbage//
He writes tight junk but in a slight slump right now the night funk//
Bought about hard study along with chores he didn’t want to flunk//
He slopped the hogs grab ax chop the logs his pop brain clogged//
With alcohol in drug rehab the club is his lab stayed drunk and smog//
I'm hood made get good grades I could parade the streets
And throw grenades at freak instead I just celebrate unique
And elevate to peek tell funny jokes write dummy quotes
From my school note but fools promote stupidity yall take notes//
MADD you have slick fame but what your nickname can you kick lame
Verse? we smooch now you want my cooch, you’re playing a sick game
Even if you suck my breast you couldn't duck under my dress
And pull it up like a bull you corrupt with **** so stop that mess//
One time a thug faced abuse in college after being introduced to knowledge//
Got a text book took a complex look No excuse for garbage//
He writes tight junk but in a slight slump right now the night funk//
Bought about hard study along with chores he didn’t want to flunk//
He slopped the hogs grab ax chop the logs his pop brain clogged//
With alcohol in drug rehab the club is his lab stayed drunk and smog//