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Bitch, I ain't George Floyd, bitch, but I need this Grading on the pole dum, bitch, no, that's not my dick Yea these two threes, hit his mouth like
into town To a shack by the train depot Jack got a job as a bouncer At a Bar on Paradise Row Mama got a job in the cotton gin Grading cotton by
A's and we grading you with the letter four I mean the letter F-O-you-are Tryin to say you a G?! I'm like Oh-you-are? Don't be talkin all them lies like
moved into town To a shack by the train depot Jack got a job as a bouncer At a bar on Paradise Row Mama got a job in the cotton gin Grading cotton by
Grading all the memories that they could They're the only thing you'll have when you're through breakin' Heart we did all that we could heart we did all
Reading remember The week's end grading Better than seven other men Wayward from women who break dimension I know that you could just leave forever
It's a long way to the other room While I'm grading papers and tying shoes You never had much to lose So I'm blaming you for these hopeless blues
the one that's grading your work Don't worry about the things that you miss Cause I'll make sure you make the deans list. [Chorus] Class is now in
Grading all the memories that they could They're the only thing you'll have when you're through breakin' Heart we did all that we could heart we did all
It's a fallen soldier with a purple heart A teacher grading papers after dark A preacher prayin' over a man's last day A shoulder to a runaway
If you weren't so eager to please the white man And send the grading curve up There'd be three times as many of us here now What kind of Tom are
[Verse 1 - Ras G] Huh. I got some time to explain the true grading of a rhymewriter So take the stance of a gunfighter Others inject intellect
retro-grading You ain’t even gotta say it Ain’t tryna do no favours
go crazy Time go flash I'm slow wavy Imma never glow maybe All I do is snow grading Look at what these woes made me Look what I've become They cannot
I am teaching high school Will you be there right beside me; grading papers eating ramen just so we can pay the rent? Mom said the one thing she
the fuck you grading When you ain't even past me Saw them on the sideline Bitch was tryna gas me Bitch I'm on my primtime Don't you ever ask me if you can
If i'm speaking And them niggas tweeting I'm Sylvester The peaked for time professor Unseen in 5 semesters (Grading papers tho) Sinestro Corp
complex For me to explain ya Jacques Locke Aristotle Socrates Hegel Can’t knock me I’mma philosophy major Philosophy major Up all night grading these papers
like ya grading Shred the line apart Now the lyrics looking grated Wanna debate me I guess it’s time for the double entendre Coming at ya cap, No
Switch gears on me, imma make you work that shift She got everything she want and that shit barely fit Got her screaming (all a's) like she grading dick
I’m viewing paper like I’m grading A’s to F’s But on this paper trail I’m having amazing sex With my lil shorty She freaky and real horny Ironic she all
them bitches in a ditch I been wanting this since the tender grade of 6 I wonder what my VBS teacher grading this I don't give a shit about no Grammys
Hell, Heaven's just waiting But for me it's over a seven percent grading Other than speed wobbles, no mishaps Riding the straight and narrow, no
grading faithfully If I get locked up would you slide or would you still be here Say a grace for all my niggas fighting cases B She might forget about you
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