Lyrics:
Bumbaclart bad bumbaclart
Bad bad
Bad badabadbad
Bad, bad bad
We're bumbaclart bad
As a likkle yout
Them used to tell me that me bad
Primary school
come a little bit after, from a next school in West
We always deeped he a little bit smarter
We used to eyeball his tests, like bless
Then the bros
promise you I'm goin' back to school
I appreciate what you allowed for me
I just want you to be proud of me (hey mama)
I wanna tell the whole world
'Ye?
Cause we takin these muh'fuckers back to school
If you know this part right here, feel free to sing along
[Outro: Tony Williams] + (Kanye West
that's my favorite School
Let's talk about HBCU
Where you gone go to school
Let's talk about a HBCU
Oh that's my favorite School
Let's talk about this HBCU
involved with squares like primary school maths
Man are like holla me back with deets
Now I'm at my local branch with sheets
Allow me to introduce myself
to school
I appreciate that you alive for me, I just want you to be proud of me (hey mama)
I want to tell the whole world about a friend of mine
This
Primary School
Met Elk and Stef and they were cool but I was cool huh
Was in a phase little did I know was in a new one
Shit changed overthink at the back
(Hennessy)
Never tell em what you thinking
Never tell em where the body stinking
Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, banking Franklin what you thanking
Hope your
(Hennessy)
Never tell em what you thinking
Never tell em where the body stinking
Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, banking Franklin what you thanking
Hope your
striving prosper come trough
When we mobbin' in
Who that, that's nasty baby
In a old school rental, niggas can't get it
Nasty baby, shout out to trap lord
(Hennessy)
Never tell em what you thinking
Never tell em where the body stinking
Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, banking Franklin what you thanking
Hope your
Thomas Jonathan Jackson
He did his best to live righteously
And they trained him as a man and a soldier
At the West Point Academy
In 46 they sent him
(Hennessy)
Never tell em what you thinking
Never tell em where the body stinking
Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, banking Franklin what you thanking
Hope your
Gratitude it's Gratitude but shorty Got a attitude
I'm hanging out Barely Talking to her cause a Badder mood
Longitude to latitude North south east West
I'm
a miniature poodle
I fuck girls without their approval
If you with me you know that's a rule
All my hoes attend primary school
My dick so big it needs
stomach
James' client, who had also been his
Primary dealer, hadn't yet paid him anything beyond his
Retainer before being whisked away to a
Detention
to prove
So I stay on my ones and my twos
Back in school I was goody two shoes
But then I came up and I'm Jimmy the choo
I'm in the West Ends
Got dope lines
Jacksons
Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill
You know the math, let's make a deal
On a one dollar bill if ya look on the front
You find the face
this world
You gotta beat 'em the their own game.
Luther Jackson Green
Went to law school in nineteen sixty-three
In the summer between he worked
Alright
I use to be a mother puffin fool
Swearing like I was in primary school
Clucking bell my tongue was so sharp
All the cuss words I'm like wholly carp
a flight and I'm back in the hood
I'm always high and I'm always good
I'm in the west coast feeling like Suge
Might pull of with a V-12 under the hood
Uh
And the dance moves Michael Jackson
MJ, MJ
Yeah
Get groovy on them like CB
We ain't even play your CD
Shit was boo-boo
Too much new school
She want a slice
Shawty really think I'm loving her but
I was really off a perky when I met you
Bad bitch west side with a little attitude
Niggas really playing hard
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