Lyrics:
can they flunk, they're so full of bunk
That poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys are being groomed for business some day
For better things to college
to the money (go)
I ain't wanna go to college, went straight to the league (I went)
Start sellin' candy in school then I graduated to weed
Hung with
got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges
Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
There was a man whose memories were made up,
Of nothing.
He pushed the elevator button, and go home,
To nothing.
Yes his business had prospered
Karma, drama, never been to college
Think about the feds homie, that'll be the only thing
40 cars, 40 chains
Bust, bust it, what the business is?
green
No matter where you are
And I coulda swore back when I was 15
I'd go to college and get my business degree
I never made it that far
God put
here, DJ, don't be scared to run this, run this back
I'm repping for the girls who taking over the world
Help me raise a glass for the college grads
mind ya business
And start twerkin wit it
This for my College Girls
This for me College Girls
Get it College Girl
Get it College girl
This for my
got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges
Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
Doctor let me tell you something about myself
I'm a college man and I'm very wealthy
I've got no time to trifle with trash like you
Cause I must
I could be a business man, sign here on the dotted line
Maybe that's a perfect plan but it isn't mine
'Cause I don't have time for chasing carrots
a day or two
But please, I just gotta ask you
Only interested in one thing
Where are you going to college?
I'm in
I'm in the business of butting into
What's that stuff always rise to the surface
College cream, it always emerges
Be what you are I tell myself
And myself tells me we can't be anybody else
taboo
Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu
Cause you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you lose it
[Chorus]
Tomorrow, don't you
con artist
She's beautiful, fine, sexy, exotic
Graduated from street college
She about that money, 'bout that cash
She about that life, livin' on fast
many dollars not enough sense
Rich man's son he goes away to college
He has such fun no work and all play
He's not there for getting any knowledge
Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal
If I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal?
Should this be my last breath I'm
get stupid when Cupid is near?
Although I was the smartest at college that knowledge, I fear
Could never bring
A Romeo
The only thing
He wants
to marry her
I cannot marry her this is a barrier
Running my business like Jerry Colangelo
Filming a video I am D'Angelo
She suck me off with no hands it was
squad vs. your whole squad
357, I play the odds
College park, I got the ink
Kill't the game, I wore like a mink
I said "fuck these niggas, and fuck
And all you college students, play your ouijas
Check the spelling: r-e-f-u-g-e-e, get the cd from sam goody, hee hee!
You ain't even close with the rhymes
partner and 'em got bodies
I'm tryna put 'em in robbers
They used to put us in G rides, so now I put 'em in college
Put 'em on with this business then
and done, look what we've become
I just want you to know that I did it for you
Let me make this clear I'm not difficult, I'm just 'bout my business
I'm
the college got the smart mouth
She suck it slow she suck it
Fast she got a wild mouth
She how she talk, she got a foul mouth
She gets me one more time Im'ma
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