THE ODD COUPLE

THE ODD COUPLE - Bully lyrics

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[Intro]

Ah, yeah, yeah

This is Louis Logic

That nigga you don't see

Cuz he got kicked out of class (The Odd Couple)

And I brought my other knucklehead with me

My man J.J. Brown

On some bully shit

Bringin heat on the beats

stuffin nerdy niggas in lockers

[Verse 1]

Give me a beat and listen to me

Niggaz'll see I'm like the oilman cause I deliver your heat

I didn't say you were gay, it's just that you're sweet

And catch vibes on the westside of christopher street

It's no wonder you wish you were me

I ain't some type of bitch, who when he takes a piss sits on the seat

That's why all your chickens agree they rather kick it with me

Cuz I suprise em every now and then with mystery meat (boh)

Who's the clever kid who use his leverage as a rapstar to get into a

coochies second lips

Lou's new collections is smooth and effortless

Like 2 screwing, sweaty chicks with lubed apendages

Whoever just is boos and nemesis

Had rather move their settlement away in to a new development

Cuz I'm not too intelligent to stoop to your level

And you're so low down I'm shooting hoops wit the devil

[Chorus]

In the school of hard knocks

We're at the top of our classes

Shit the bullies even kiss our asses

Whether or not my report card passes

class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses

We run shit and punch kids

In their plump tummies, somebody is always on the run from me

The abott's got detention, jay's on suspension

And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 2]

Yo, I got sick inch for scotch about a fifth a shot

Just as hot, as the burning in your sisters crouch

Which is not why I never snick a snatch

I rather flip the latch on the cabinet to you pops liquor stash

Jay Love hit the hash like a coffee-shop spatula

My fangs puncture a keg like a malt and hops dracula

That's way I always sleep in the daylight, cause I creep in the late night

Leaving victims leaking like drain pipes

People saying it ain't right

But I can't help that I'm so damn selfish

I got my hands on a female fans pelvis like I'm some bad Elvis

Who's from a parallel universe

Giratin his hips to the dick carousel through the skirts

You know a man you think is rude at first

Give me some room to work

And allow me to introduce the nerd to the dirt

Cuz Lou's the worst type of jerk to dealing with

he'll bruise you first physically then hurt your feelings bitch

[Chorus]

In the school of hard knocks

We're at the top of our classes

Shit the bullies even kiss our asses

Whether or not, my report card passes

Class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses

We run shit and punch kids

In their plump tummies somebody is always on the run from me

The abott got detention, Jay's on suspension

And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 3]

I'm like Merlin in a sherlin when I sip a beer

Or a wizard in winter gear who makes a guiness dissapear

quicker than a chicks brazier during foreplay

Or drugdealers when the pigs are here to storm your hallway

Performing all day with Jay and the abott

makin the magic that has addicts celebrating their habits

I've got a cult following, of so many young adults swallowing

So many jameson flasks that it give em adult tolerance

I'm major in classes, on savorin asses

With greater than average curves like antique vases and glasses

And on the day the give me a masters

I traded it faster than you can say vodka for a case of some ??

Some say that a rapper is worth as much as he drinks

Fuck what he thinks that's why I fill myself with suds like a sink

And to my reason ain't gon' get stock on the blink

But that's just one of them things

to give me something to discuss with my shrink

[Chorus]

In the school of hard knocks

We're at the top of our classes

Shit the bullies even kiss our asses

Wether or not, my report card passes

Class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses

We run shit and punch kids

In their plump tummies, somebody is always on the run from me

now The abott got detention, jay's on suspension

And myself, I got expelled for snatching niggaz lunch money

[Verse 4]

So who's that guy in the dunce cap sitting in the back of class?

And when the teacher walks by he's smacking her ass

Cutting in the school storeline snatching your cash

Pushing the smart kids ass in the trash

Motherfucker I'm the bully

And I'm coming 'round the corner

I warn ya and now I'm rainen punches down on ya

Y'all better head for the office

Tell them to get your mummy to come and get you

Because your tummy is nauseous

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