Highskoo Interlude
Everybody got they pen and paper?
Yo, you know it
A pen?
Yeah, you know
So we can get girls' numbers, man
And whoever got the most numbers at the end of the night
Get a dollar
Yeah
This shit sound like Lakewood Mall, my nigga (I don't have one)
Nah, this-this shit sound like, like Lakewood High
Right by the, um, 900 building
That's what this shit sound like
Really, this shit just sound like '06, '05, '07
One of them years
Uh, shit, man, shit
I'ma take it way back (way back)
Back when we was wearin' FUBU jerseys with the wave cap (wave cap)
Or when I went to high school (high school)
That's where I learned my ways at (haha)
When niggas started' gettin' letters stitched up on the A's hat (lit)
They know they not gon' okay that (no)
'Cause, nigga, we don't play that
If they ever get to dissin', we be askin' where the fade at
When we stayed up at the mall, everyday, when we was ditchin'
You ain't had no pen and paper
We know you ain't got no bitches
Nigga, you ain't got no bitches (no bitches)
My nigga, you ain't got no bitches
If we beefin', where yo girl? Shit, I know she with the business
I'm gon' flip it, you know how niggas did it
And plus, I'm immature, so the whole school know I hit it
Oh shit, ah shit, I'm such a West Side nigga
If I never met yo girl, then you blessed, my nigga
Uh, scrollin' through my AIM, tryna see who wanna kick it
Hit 'em all, like they can get it, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
Nah, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it, uh
Nah, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
Chillin' with the homies
Lookin' for the bitches
Hit 'em all, like they can get it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
We didn't do the breath test
Shit! Damn! I'm cool
Yeah, but for how long, man?
Y'all ain't got no gum, some candy, no Binaca, or somethin'?
Nah, man, I need somethin' too, 'cause my breath is kickin', like Bruce Lee
Yeah, you ain't never lied
Shut up, man
Ayo, let's go to that mini-market around the corner
Aw, hell nah, man, it's like blood central up in there
Uh-uh
Yo, you know it
A pen?
Yeah, you know
So we can get girls' numbers, man
And whoever got the most numbers at the end of the night
Get a dollar
Yeah
This shit sound like Lakewood Mall, my nigga (I don't have one)
Nah, this-this shit sound like, like Lakewood High
Right by the, um, 900 building
That's what this shit sound like
Really, this shit just sound like '06, '05, '07
One of them years
Uh, shit, man, shit
I'ma take it way back (way back)
Back when we was wearin' FUBU jerseys with the wave cap (wave cap)
Or when I went to high school (high school)
That's where I learned my ways at (haha)
When niggas started' gettin' letters stitched up on the A's hat (lit)
They know they not gon' okay that (no)
'Cause, nigga, we don't play that
If they ever get to dissin', we be askin' where the fade at
When we stayed up at the mall, everyday, when we was ditchin'
You ain't had no pen and paper
We know you ain't got no bitches
Nigga, you ain't got no bitches (no bitches)
My nigga, you ain't got no bitches
If we beefin', where yo girl? Shit, I know she with the business
I'm gon' flip it, you know how niggas did it
And plus, I'm immature, so the whole school know I hit it
Oh shit, ah shit, I'm such a West Side nigga
If I never met yo girl, then you blessed, my nigga
Uh, scrollin' through my AIM, tryna see who wanna kick it
Hit 'em all, like they can get it, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
Nah, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it, uh
Nah, I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
Chillin' with the homies
Lookin' for the bitches
Hit 'em all, like they can get it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
I ain't thirsty, I'm just with it
We didn't do the breath test
Shit! Damn! I'm cool
Yeah, but for how long, man?
Y'all ain't got no gum, some candy, no Binaca, or somethin'?
Nah, man, I need somethin' too, 'cause my breath is kickin', like Bruce Lee
Yeah, you ain't never lied
Shut up, man
Ayo, let's go to that mini-market around the corner
Aw, hell nah, man, it's like blood central up in there
Uh-uh
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