Remix baby~ feat.clown
Soon we goin 2 school so get ur back pack.put ya shoes on get redy 2 get ur head cracked.no mo bake or make cake.i noe its whack its wreckd but its d fact.
On sat we gon meet at d waitin bay.so our frens,raise ya hand,greetin hey!den hug jin thug no feelin gay.saw d canteen yea nigga we chillin there.
There'll be darknezz,hairuz n mumu.n u too but who u?wait i noe u.u d cool dude,on you tube.go to school wit ma nu shoe.der we meet our guru.dey taught us wat to do.n gave a few clue.on wats out on d exam.breakfast u eat jam.at school u meet sam.
Aha.n.e.r.d.s,aint cursed we blessed,aint worst we best,we first not last.
D greatest class,eva,on d highest level.
Lyf is betta den its eva been,since,im last seen,but lyk last tym im still a teen,still thin,on ma way 2 lean,lyk before stay clean,hot bring d popsicle in.
Now talkin bout mentos n cola.u did it u made em flow up.n i drink em feelin lyk throw up.n we d best so u noe dat!
N durin ramadhan,no eatin we cant,those days so fun,arif's eyes onion.
Remember volleyball?tell me u recall.it hit me n i fall.immobile lyk a doll!
hahaaaa! ! !
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