Lyrics:
all playin' hide and seek, and noones havin' fun
Our president didn't go to Viet Nam, he went
To harvard to write a speech
Now come on who's
money
Can do things to your brain
How does a shore boy like me
Wind up out on the Black Sea
Dropped out of Harvard
Then joined the Coast Guard
scampi odor every time I flaunt chick
Trap nigga conversate, with a Harvard smart bitch
I'm young rich and heartless, put you on a carton
Cartoon
advice, good advice
Good advice costs nothing, and it's worth the price
Harvard offered me
A Phi Beta Kappa key
For good advice
Sigmund Freud, he had
Overseas acting like it's New Orleans, I be geeking like Swizzy in Harvard
Businessman, I just walked in the conference, busy man, someone warm me a coffee
the building, we in the building
I had a dream like Martin Luther
I was in the Phantom gettin'
Brain like a Harvard student
Check my record for the fame
Ain't
And noones havin' fun
Our president didn't go to Viet Nam, he went
To harvard to write a speech
Now come on who's kiddin' who
It's American hide and seek
Can fix this when I break, I break
If we were two Lego blocks
Even the Harvard University graduating class of 2010
Couldn't put us back together
dressed well
Students from Harvard can hear the nigga Yale
I'm cold hearted, oh well i get's retarded
The yellow bus I'm a park it
In front of your house,
charming or gorgeous?
Who's bigger, above in orders?
Is it teachers, farmers, doctors?
Political leaders, or Harvard scholars?
Welcome winter with summer
the best creators on the planet
And we gon’ take
Them from Harvard, and we gon’
Take them from St mark's
And we gon’ take ’em from the street
And I’m sorry
Thought about this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' like Ricardo
Walkin' 'round like the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my
though
She a dancer but a grade A student though
Pump went to Harvard, well fuck it, I'm goin' to Yale (Wop)
Free Meek Mill, free all my niggas in jail
him born.
He went on up towards Harvard, he read his books of law;
He loved his trees and horses, loved everything he saw;
This world was lucky to see
out (21)
Pipes out (on God), all my shooters came from moscow
Got a girl in Harvard, I talk proper when I call her (21)
Baby, I'm a baller, ain't no
The man I chose to govern me
And twenty million others
Is not from Yale or Harvard,
He's from dear old Warner Brothers.
Yesterday they told him
But the good life's never won by degrees, no
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping, it's strictly no sale
Week end starts
I bought a Harvard sweatshirt off the Goodwill rack
Makes some people wonder if I'm smart like that
And that guitar layin' on the chair is worn out
yes
But the good life's never won by degrees, no
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping, it's strictly no sale
Week end
to Harvard
I'm like a Nina got designer for my armor
Lookin' for a presidential nigga like Barbara
I'm harder, at these niggas heads like a barber
This is
Harvard or Yale
Pardon me type in my 2way while I'm chargin' my cell
It's hard to be iced up with Gucci god poverty's real
I can't fight you cause you
batter batter, swing batter batter, swing
(First base)
Why yes I went to Harvard
(Safe)
I majored in pre-med
(He's got a big lead)
(Picked off)
and defiance makes my mothafuckin' cock hard
Fuck pigs, fuck God, God's a fuckin' retard
Fuck school, I'ma fuck up, fuck Harvard
I ain't got no fuckin' money,
(and the bible too)
She educated PHD
She been to plenty schools
Into Oxford and Harvard and the forest (and Mecca too)
The girl can dance
She do
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