Hunnet Round - Teacher's Pet

Hang out the window wit my dawg cause he my teachers pet (Sickum)
Rep the set, wherever I'm at you bet not disrespect (On Pz)

I don't hang in parking lot, pull off soon I touch the car (Vroom)
I know how them shooters work they hop out quick and rock the bar (Blrrrd)
This chain here so icey if you play I'll be a shooting star (Brrrr)
Slipped in Gucci wearing True Religion still might sue the store (Dripping)
Wan the one they rooting for, wonder why they rooting more (I wonder why)
Dolemite I walked in dripping to the floor like Rudy Moore (Splash)
Who that new lil indie nigga, never ever friendly nigga (Who is that)
Mean mug on his face, I wanna try em he a timid nigga (Try me)

I be just like Timmy nigga, wishing just to end a nigga (On god)
Pow pow pow blaww, send adlibs at any nigga
I do not discriminate, stop the beat cant incriminate (Uh uh)
It wont be no yellow tape, he'll swimming in mud lake (Or some)
Never quote what Blood said, but think about it everyday (Slpy)
I got roots from Ten Mile Creek all way ta Timberlake (Big stepper)
How you good in every hood, real niggas just understood (Facts)
We do not see eye to eye that mean that guy mean me no good (Hold up)
Play if you wanna and you'll be a goner, I stay by my lonely but I'm not a loner (Uh uh)
That stick always on me, poke out like a boner
Best case scenario you'll see a coma (Or god)
I'm at they neck got me feelin like homer, oh aye I can not let up (Never)
He gasping fa air begging me to get up, new pack in the air, pass me a swisher (Gas)
Leaf, naw I been smoking wax straight dab all facts bout ninety days flat
Hmm aye, would've been nine months, four twenty came up and I relasped
For a month straight they was serving me crap (Tf)
Had me plotting on robbing the trap (No cap)
But them was my niggas so I let it slide (Aite)
Would've been yours and I'm wiping the map (On pz)
Woah damn, got that off my chest, live life no regrets, I cant lie I'm blessed
I am, ready for whatever long talk wit Allah said it's time fa the test (I'm Readyy)
Kids been straight lately ian been stressing (Uh uh)
Family full of bosses cant hang wit no peasants (Move)
You ain't getting no money and that shit unpleasant
My kids worth a hunnet and ain't even seven (Lucky)
Zay get what he wanna cause he get his lesson
Remind me of me cause he stay in getting in trouble (Bad ass)
In the first grade beat a fourth grader ass the other day cause he played
No my son ain't a sucker (Pussy)
Taught em to scuffle, win lose or draw better stand in his chest
Cause it's mind over muscle (Beat em)
Same go fa Hummi, you play you a dummy
Her big brother come and that ass whooping double (Facts)

I don't hang in parking lot, pull off soon I touch the car (Vroom)
I know how them shooters work they hop out quick and rock the bar (Blrrrd)
This chain here so icey if you play I'll be a shooting star (Brrrr)
Slipped in Gucci wearing True Religion still might sue the store (Dripping)
Wan the one they rooting for, wonder why they rooting more (I wonder why)
Dolemite I walked in dripping to the floor like Rudy Moore (Splash)
Dolemite I walked in dripping to the floor like Rudy Moore (Try me)

Written by:
Deshawn Lester, Ivan Karpets

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