Harvard Junkie

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Aye big wheels you wanna spin em off
Holding top dollar champagne you want to pop the top
In the back room with a king she wanna get me rock
Swear she must've went to Harvard way my jaw was locked
Swear that's the fucking truth
I ain't need a thing but what I came for in this house of blues
Back up where I came from you ain't really know who wrote the rules
Back up where I'm from you'd find my boys they still play with some tools
If I say that I love you it's same day
Inside this big body swing both ways
I only walk on in this new chain
Only walk in if they new fame
Put twelve in my hand it's a good day
Nah I ain't around if his hood lame
I step thru the door in my own lane
I stepped thru the door and the room came
Walked in her room and I slipped on the floor
Her way of saying she wanting some more
Her way of saying she wanting me
And I ain't gon stop her from getting on top me
We both on our shit and that body be haunting me
Put her on ice acting like she's too hot for me
Give her it all she gone act like she's robbing me
She taking my body and nobody stopping me
Aye big wheels you wanna spin em off
Holding top dollar champagne you want to pop the top
In the back room with a king she wanna get me rock
Swear she must've went to Harvard way my jaw was locked
Swear that's the fucking truth
I ain't need a thing but what I came for in this house of blues
Back up where I came from you ain't really know who wrote the rules
Back up where I'm from you'd find my boys they still play with some tools
You give me peace and love inside my soul that I didn't know I even had
And talking to you lately got me feeling like you something that I ain't really ever had
And every single song I touch, I master
Taking all these rappers; one by one, they can't stand us
TCB and BZ in yo town, don't panic
We get flowers from our shows
Got swooped up in the rose
And my girl is bout the thickest
All my whips is bout the cleanest
And that water around my neck is double digits
And I know and I know and I know it
And I know and I know and I know it
Burning rubber gotta buy new tires
At this party all night and I'm wired
Burning rubber gotta buy new tires
At this party all night and I'm wired
Aye big wheels you wanna spin em off
Holding top dollar champagne you want to pop the top
In the back room with a king she wanna get me rock
Swear she must've went to Harvard way my jaw was locked
Swear that's the fucking truth
I ain't need a thing but what I came for in this house of blues
Back up where I came from you ain't really know who wrote the rules
Back up where I'm from you'd find my boys they still play with some tools

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