Lyrics:
The co-eds say that he's got it
Corda, Flo, Millie,
And what he does to flappers is a shame
A dirty shame
Walks collegiate, collegiate clothes
He's
The co-eds say that he's got it
Corda, Flo, Millie,
And what he does to flappers is a shame
A dirty shame
Walks collegiate, collegiate clothes
He's
They're playing my song on the radio
And we could still have fun
And now I know that you're scared to love
But we don't have to rush
My Collegiate
it for?
Crying out for intervention
My words slurred absurd to think that I would even listen
East Kearsley
Went there for collegiate life
Tumblin'
feelin' alright
If only I had the time
To be your regular collegiate superstar
If only I had the time
I'd make a darn good university star
Permanent circles
Andele, andele
I arrive on time no delay
I’m a collegiate like noterdame
You know you know the name
It's Baseline, fucking with yo bitch over facetime
I do
in the league
Them niggas collegiate
I'm in the studio everyday
Making sure me me and Sophia don't need shit
I know some niggas will never believe that
the place where I go to hide
People are bustling as though in a long queue
And MBTA's run down Comm Avenue
And all the collegiates they chuckle with glee
There's a famous thoroughfare
I've heard collegiates say
I'm not referring to Piccadilly
It's not 42nd Street
It's not the rue de la Paix
Nor
know-it-all rappers have become more weird
As if they were superior and fans are inferior
How I balance between the streets and the theories of
Collegiate
a new face (Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
Oh, your collegiate grief has left you dowdy in sweatshirts
Absolute horror
Niggas don't believe me wait for it
I'm collegiate with the trees wake Forest
Jumped off of the porch
And I went and bought a stick
Jumped out off
We'll correct collegiate mistakes
A shower of formal ideals completely soused
The heart's on our sleeves
As they drowned we could hear them
We'll correct collegiate mistakes, a shower of formal ideals, completely soused.
The hearts on our sleeves as they drowned we could hear them
one ? project in the city
Prospect, now that's something that you can believe
So be it, whether pro or collegiate, the hit but don't miss
Prime time
Benevolent collegiate rolled his eyes and walked away
And if you could believe it
His stride is lengthened by his sense of wonder
Oh well, I lost
legged thoughts or collegiate wit?
It all looks the same if it ain't holy writ.
But from up here I can see the gears,
Where the guts of the clocks
away from the toil and disquiet
You left onto me, you left onto me
The residue of collegiate superstition will not be removed
So you take your old
Collegiate bluff, it's gonna turn you off
Bosses crawlin'
Working ants, got their ears heated off
Picture them in cahoots
Just a bunch of toodle-loo fruits/
collegiate, vision impaired, leavin' a trapped sector
Catchin' a snare, breathin' the air, pickin' up fans like bone collector
Slip in the deuce, turn
it's magic
This is the turn, they ain't ready for prestige yet
The flow is too collegiate, the show is too prestigious
Pretty like a flower,
a pro the rest is so collegiate
If I ever said it trust me I really mean it fuck talkin I could show you
Better believe it
What if it was you and me
Are
really wanna grow
Imma teach these niggas if they really wanna know
If you wanna learn go and grab a pen to take notes
Collegiate flow from the realest
playing ball at the collegiate level
River dancing with demons dodging em them on the daily
It's crazy maybe it made me a maniac, in a Raiders hat
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