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native strangers - #collegeproblems lyrics

[verse 1: owdabounds]
when i was growin up i never rode the school bus
i always had more cl-ss then the f-ckin school does
ball up , yall is stuck in the bleachers
and this is for the kids who ditch cl-ss and say f-ck they teachers
man it wasn’t possible for me to be head of the cl-ss
cause i was always endin up way ahead of the cl-ss
counselors keep tellin me i got my head up my -ss
but i been sayin b-tch, suck my d-ck causei said it would last
and now our rise is gonna be fast
you studyin us in astronomy cl-ss
i’m inside the dorm smokin ton of the gr-ss
we the dudes you hope you run into last
we stay tearin up universities
been doin our thang universally
cause certainly it hurts to be
45 workin at burger king
i’m f-ckin half the sororities
and they comin back for some more of me
cause they are just a bunch of wh0r-s to please
they prolly just wantin me for my st–z
i’m payin thousands to do homework, rather get paid thousands to do shows
and have an accountant that snorts blow
and hike up a mountain made of dro

[hook]
shoutout miss cruise yo t-tties is the best those is some a+ t-tties
shoutout to the bookstore for chargin me 100 f-ckin dollars for a 10 dollar book
shoutout to my homegirl jazzie yo for real though thats the best head i ever got in my dorm room
shoutout to trojan condoms i f-x which yall man, literally
shoutout to four lokos for making me drunk as f-ck but i can’t sleep so im in history cl-ss and i can’t do sh-t

history cl-ss, test pushed back, grab my bag you know i’m leaving
don’t n0body give a f-ck bout some n-gga named grover cleveland
f-ck man, i’m so broke i’m needin dough it’s getting old just eating
ramen everyday, i should be rhymin’ gettin paid
i dont really go to cl-ss a lot, 4 more years i’d rather not
when it comes to this college sh-t, i’m the opposite of asher roth
man, i would leave today but you know what mom’s say
every college dropout doesn’t end up being kanye
my boy benny got him a degree in art
my boy benny stocking dvd’s at wal-mart
you ain’t guaranteed the polo and the golf cart
so i’m yelling f-ck school, momma i’mma ball hard
my future isn’t for a professor to decide
if you don’t ever live, all you do is die
and for me a suit and tie is suicide
i want that stupid ride ballin lookin supa fly

- native strangers lyrics

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