Lyrics:
Deuce and a quarter, babe
Now when I first got out of high school
I drove an old farm truck
All the girls they walked right by me
Didn't even say good
Then it goes a little something like this
Unemployment at a record high
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I
Bruno
I'll hit you with my gat and then I won't come back
Like ym peanut butter top with the candy paint
All the high school tenders drop down
You're my high school crush
You're my high school crush "yeah"
You're my high school crush
You're my high school crush oh ooooo
Lomntwana ngathi
hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly
'Cause all my motherfuckers
Starin'
to you
I wonder why you thought of me
But if you dropped by to say hello
I wonder what you'd think if you'd see me
An old ragged high school
how to let it go
Now middle school's here, a new chapter in life
New stepdad, too, made my mama his wife
Got new problems now, like tryna fit in
greater struggles won by one
Oh my,
They tell me I might look like a fool
Oh no
Let me tell ya a little story that I learned in school!
Take five
Original version by baby's gang (1984).
We are down, we are crazy fools everyday at school.
Teachers here, teachers there,
Books and books, they
girls can't be forgiven
Mean girls make mean women
Mean girls
It starts on the play ground
Pulling your hair
Then in high school
It gets worse from there
Small fry, strutting by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty
Small fry, sittin' by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my, put down that cigarette
You ain't a-grown up high and mighty yet
muh'fucker up only if it feels right
Stop all your blood clot cryin, I was flyin'
Made it to school with barely 'nuff time to sign in
Yeah I hear
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
old high school
Sat alone in the church where I met you
Drove by the bank where your house used to be
Well I'm a stranger in my own hometown
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa
nigga he isn't no help
Got your school ringing by the bell
Cause I pass and you niggas fail
Your like a ruler I go by the school and I school you
You
the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his
of drinks so let's crank up a session
Like Tri-City high school, was pullin' em in a broke down Rabbit
I spit a couple of words and layin' 'em down was just
the culture?"
"Why don't you ring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Got applause for the liquors that
the midst of chaos, we found our groove,
In the friendships we made, we found our truth.
(Chorus)
Oh, those high school days, they flew by fast,
Memories
across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom,
people should enterprise
And I'm like if you don't get yo' ass in this ride from Enterprise
That I rented it yesterday and got to have in by 5
With
To rectify the damage done
Remove automatics; end the human hunt
Westside Middle School
Thurston High School
Columbine High School
Wedgwood Baptist
Living
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