Brougham - 7th Grade lyrics
rate meIn the school yard with my friends, we got broken hearts to mend<br />
We're only in the 7th grade, we only think 'bout getting' laid<br />
Split a six pack between the three of us<br />
Get tore back and ride the mini-bus<br />
Hawkin' loogies at sucker crews<br />
Way back then we knew we'd never lose<br />
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Wipe the sleep out my eyes, around eleven brush the Ivory<br />
See Selassie an' everything is peace what<br />
I'm all about space cakes and great legs<br />
In French braids smokin' brown dank in eighth grade<br />
It ain't no ting to cut biology as long as we gaffle the role sheet<br />
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So now we're making the drop off<br />
We got dinero and props embarcadero's like a hot spot<br />
Yo, remember that yab that act senseless<br />
There she is round and chunky at the town and country benches<br />
Pretentious princess of sheet less mattresses<br />
With Sealy Posturpedic embedded in they asses<br />
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In the school yard with my friends, we got broken hearts to mend<br />
We're only in the 7th grade, we only think 'bout getting' laid<br />
Split a six pack between the three of us<br />
Get tore back and ride the mini-bus<br />
Hawkin' loogies at sucker crews<br />
Way back then we knew we'd never lose<br />
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I rock the party 'til it's all null void<br />
I never toyed pumpin' lyrical steroid<br />
'Cause I protest with paragraphs perverted<br />
Tipper gets offended no matter how I word it<br />
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It ain't no thing to walk on water, baby<br />
Long as you know where the rocks is<br />
Pathetic and pitiful, I break fool and vanish<br />
Panic if you want to, I stumble to my hammock<br />
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Panic if you want to, give your crew a call<br />
They don't exist at all, like genitalia on your Barbie Doll<br />
You bitch and moan when pinch up the payroll<br />
Like pimp casserole so uh, pay me ho<br />
<br />
In the school yard with my friends, we got broken hearts to mend<br />
We're only in the 7th grade, we only think 'bout getting' laid<br />
Split a six pack between the three of us<br />
Get tore back and ride the mini-bus<br />
Hawkin' loogies at sucker crews<br />
Way back then we knew we'd never lose<br />
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Layin' low in the cut crouched P.A. Po peepin' me<br />
I duck out, scorin' my goods outside Antonio's nut house<br />
Stashed it up real well in the Oldsmobile wheel well<br />
Dropped decoys downtown all the boys found was sea shells<br />
With a note claimin' I collected these trinkets at the beach<br />
With ya daughters now here's my final offer<br />
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Nada pig zilch zero<br />
I'd rather go blind drinkin' prune, so salud to you puto<br />
Who holds the upper hand now and whose hands are tied<br />
I'm hittin' all my partners up with the liquifry<br />
Moral to the parable what I need to care for<br />
If assholes could fly this place would be an airport<br />
<br />
In the school yard with my friends, we got broken hearts to mend<br />
We're only in the 7th grade, we only think 'bout getting' laid<br />
Split a six pack between the three of us<br />
Get tore back and ride the mini-bus<br />
Hawkin' loogies at sucker crews<br />
Way back then we knew we'd never lose
