Lyrics:
Do your homework pal
What you know about how
I pull a sassy bitch
Then be homework bound
You don't have a shadow of a chance
To even shake your hand
You treatin' me like shit
I need you
Right
Now
Now
Now
And you ain't there
You with yo friends
Doin' homework
Yeah
Okay
You doin' homework
And I'm
Slasher flicks: how I get my kicks
A jovial janitor beneath the city's silos
At that point an amateur
His homework's homicidal
The jingle from his ride'll
Lah ayy
You sell dope out the backpack
Skateboard home with a fat sack
No homework, but I have racks
X ain't my cousin, but I had a pack
I ain’t had
mom
I want some mac and cheese
With cut up hot dogs
Done my homework and my chores im all done
I want some mac and cheese
With cut up hot dogs
In
you to like me
And I need you to
And I need you to
Make me love myself
And finish all my homework
And work on that one animatic that always breaks my
homework
Igotta do my homework
Teacher
Tek time pon time on di cocky
Touch n tease her
Just on di riddim
Kiss n please her
Nip stiff just has a hard rock
of the niggas I came with
Yeah, I had to lane switch ya
I never needed a nigga for shit, I got my own stick
Go do your homework on me, nigga Young Bully John
screams a banshee
Walk through all the debris
Everything is so dumb (done)
I forgot what to become
Never did my homework
So I'll be in detention
Why you
smart and she gotta full ride
(Shawty real smart and she gotta full ride)
She doing homework like half of the time
(She doing homework like half
an MC
So how could you think that you rank with me?
If you only did your homework, you would surely find
When Scorp' get girls, they all be fine
in the dark
I'd have straight A's in love
Now in my senior year with graduation near
I did my homework every night
And when my momma said I
Sally used to carry my books to school
Sally was a good ole girl
Helped me with my homework 'cause I was a fool
'Cause Sally was a good ole girl.
on (yeah)
Oh, mama said we would be straight-A kids (come on)
If we did our homework like we knew those songs (knew those songs)
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim,
Don't pick fights
With the bullies or the cads
'Cause I'm not much cop
At punching other people's dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll
that you're the one to blame
Hey Hey Set me Free
Stupid Cupid stop picking on me
I can't do my homework and I can't think straight
I meet her
to high street station
Doing homework on the train, what a fucked up situation
On the way back up hearing battle tapes
Through the underground,
slippin'a tippin'
Havin' fun ain't no good
Leavin' homework undone
You've got keep your thing together
If you dig on what you've got
'Cause what you've
it be filled with the pleasure principle
In circumference to my voice
About those other Jennys I reckoned with
Lost them all like a homework excuse
gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
And all she does this homework
I give her in house tutoring
In and out I'm movin' through
Don't pick fights
With the bullies or the cads
'Cause I'm not much cop
At punching other people's dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll
homework
But your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of jerk
You gotta fight for your right to party
Your pops caught you smoking, and he
choice
May it be filled with the pleasure principle
In circumference to my voice
About those other Jennys I reckoned with
Lost them all like a homework
and roll shoes
Something happens to me
Every time I hear the blues
I will do my homework
I'll clean the yard every day
I will even do the dishes
I'll
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