Lyrics:
doin' my homework all-a week long
now the house is empty the folks are gone
And who cares?
c'mon everybody
Well my baby's number one but I'm gonna
at you, look at you
You got jam on your face and
Who did your homework and read your Bible,
And signed your name everyplace and
Who said fortunes untold
Whoa, Sally used to carry my books to school
Sally was a good old girl
Ah, she helped me with my homework ‘cause I was a fool
Sally was a good old
look at you
You got jam on your face and
Who did your homework and read your Bible,
And signed your name everyplace and
Who said fortunes untold
on the front steps are mine
Up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
And I bet you didn't know,
and the house,
while he was always out
leaving his homework undone.
[chorus]
[Verse 3]
Than one day his luck ran out.
when number two found a number and called
imagine I'm your teacher and you stayed after school
You've been a bad girl you broke all the rules
Forgot your homework, chewed gum in class
focused crime, broads, and good wine
They say, "Dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes"
I stood mine, for forever and a day, so goodbye
They never
As soon as I would come home
I would go straight up to my bedroom
I'd turn on the radio and do my homework right away
Listening to music
Mathers, the fun and games are over
And just for that stunt, you're gonna get some extra homework"
"Wait, but don't you wanna give me after school
division
I did my homework and my rudiments
I made my dome work and stayed true to all my hooligans
Now I travel where I want regardless
drop another one for Seventeen
(Jukebox baby) whisper to your daddy-o three little love words
(Kokomo)
How ya gonna get your homework done
When you
drop another one for Seventeen
(Jukebox baby) whisper to your daddy-o three little love words
(Kokomo)
How ya gonna get your homework done
When you
said it's gon' work
Never vocalize my visions, actions was my spokesperson
Study rich niggas' moves like my homework
Sacrilegious; however, streets was
Sally used to carry my books to school
(Sally was a good old girl)
Helped me with my homework 'cause I was a fool
(Sally was a good old girl)
baby's ass
If the car's got curtains
So they reap for the block
I speak to the globe, I got the model ?
Better do your homework papito
I took
tripped me,
Rounded the corner,
Homework flying as I go,
Neighbor shouted "tally ho!"
And gave a standing O.
Lept across three lawn flamingos,
Waved
break it on down
In the daytime, ha, I think not!
I'd rather do you after school like some homework
Am I gettin' you hot? (Hot)
In my bedroom (No!)
Baby, I'm workin'
So make the kids do their homework before you put 'em to bed
And there's dinner in the fridge; make sure everybody gets fed
And I
another boy do the things you like
He ain't your type to change your life
But if you did your homework, girl
I'm pretty sure you know what I got
Drop
When I was a boy daddy was my guiding light
We'd take walks and talk about fishing girls and life
He'd help me with my homework cheer me up when I
Got a Mossberg, Metro Boom on 'em
Like a nigga walking 'round with a broom on 'em
Catch a nigga with them bags then zoom on 'em
Fuck homework, see
don't even know who keep it real anymore
All that living fast, pour the lean, make ya snore
You know I ain't that nigga to be played, do your homework
'Cause I be working hard for that whole grain
Don't you worry, 'cause all that homework and shit gon' pay off
I just get laid while they get laid off
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