Lyrics:
parked out back
Any wardrobe she in, she hoppin' out that
Old-school game, I ain't never seen foreign
Hit the club buck and turn it to a party
Automatic
wit her
5 weeks pass, now I'm in love I'm so glad that I met her
She's dedicating love songs Brandy "Have you ever"
Have you ever had it bad but just
to the new Jacks, head nigga of the new school
But I'm in another class, spend old money on my new school
Yea two hoes, that's three bottles, don't call if you
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you
the straw and it's Short as Josh is, That's so dickless, he's got britches that he just shit in, He's found missing By the
Cops, pissin', teeth gap fishin'
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
ass is made of jelly; it ain’t shit u can tell me
I can’t wait 2 put this dick up in yo belly (ugh)
Aye, take it old school, do tha Tootsie Roll
How far
yo' back money
You couldn't neva understand how my mind tick
I'm on some old school crime shit
When niggas sold two's to keep the dimes lit
Ain't no
Watch yo' back money
You couldn't neva understand how my mind tick
I'm on some old school crime shit
When niggas sold two's to keep the dimes lit
To backtrack a bit, when mischievous Patty locked me outside With the youngest sister
Paula who I almost always sat next to on the school bus if I rode It, she
up in that back trunk
You know that old school bitch, she like to get in funk
It's splitting motherfuckers by the seams
My grandaddy Mr. AR-15
Said he
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
mine
You're the sunlight on the ocean, You're the stars up in the sky
You're the green that covers all the hills when the rainstorm passes by
You
and wave
Cause that's how it be, when you paid
I've been cruisin' in my old school
While I'm rolling all through Cleveland
In the evening
Now the mood is
rocks in flip flops
And I produced the track
So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (Turn up!)
So bring clairvoyance to this bangin
Now this is the bitch who makes straight A's,
But never got to leave out of the house back in de dayz
And when she was at school she gave people
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
look out for cn17
He got smoked no it never look clean
Don’t speak like Im mr.bean
Who’s that approaching rev up the engine
Old school friends wanna
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
on loan, Sadat rollin by your school
You brought your frontin friend Gwen, beggin for the Benjamin
I'll see you a ten, with a haircut, like Scottie
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
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