over there" so far all the people out there that fall in love with material items we gonna bump the beat a lil' something like this im in junior high with a b plus grade
gun and said one day he'd have to kill big Jim Don't mess with Billy 'cause Billy says he's had it since the fourth grade he's had nothing else but
is Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals
And what about grade two? Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through But I'm packing a textbook Don't fuck with me cuz I'm going to grade
I asked my dad now just the same question He just got quiet shook his head and never said nothing That weekend I said the same thing to my mother But she said nothing
socks Twin building born and raised, fat ass with good grades Sleep in the back of the staircase blazed Drinkin' Olde E. in the fifth grade, cuts until
rooms and cocaine. Avalon's gone and he might not make it back. (That cat's crazy, I hear he smokes crack) Lifes been a haze since I flunked fourth grade
{Snoop} I'm in Junior High with a C+ grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I to school from my moms apartment I got to tell these niggas
get Not like fake emcees who walk around broke with a money clip Quite confusin ain't it? They try to fool a brother They never pass 8th grade and wanna
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is By the time they hit fourth grade They got the discovery channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals
clitoris is, of course they gonna know wat intercourse is by the time they hit fourth grade the got the discovery channel don't they? we aint nothin
So far all the people out there That fall in love with material items We gonna bump the beat A lil' something like this I'm in junior high with a B plus grade
And what about grade two? Got shot in the neck and the bullet went straight through But I'm packing a textbook Don't fuck with me 'cuz I'm going to grade
and cocaine Avalon's gone and he might not make it back That cat's crazy, I hear he smokes crack Life's been a haze since I flunked fourth grade 'Cause
[Snoop] I'm in Junior High with a C+ grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I to school from my moms apartment I got to tell these niggas
