Wed, 09/25/2013 - 08:57 -- cbradsh


We be getting straight A's
But we missing for days
Baby got me on lock
Cuz they bringing the Lays (Potato Chips!)

Bringing the
Red bull, Cuz we pulling all nighters
And the guards don't know
Cuz their searchin can't findus

And no body else knows
Cuz we fresh and we clean
Got Lock-ers at the gym
Keepin us looking neat
And we always on time
But got no campus housing
Cuz we moved into reference
But we keeping it quiet

Meet me
In the back of the library
Where we
Be studying endlessly
10 floors
To explore with lots of time
And we ain't leaving till we know each one


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