Back to school, life was great on the weekends. I swear it was only Friday 20 minutes ago. Time goes fast when you are having fun. Not that type of you y'all nasty freaks. Fun as in you get your hair did. Nails did and you get paid for working a long shift. By shift, I mean 5 hours, which is long for someone lazy like me.
"What your niggas in here for and you ain't tippin'? (Huh?)
You ask me, "What you payin' for?" That p***y different (Cash)
Throw them wedding bands on 'em, no commitment (Hey)
Ask me, "What you payin' for?" That p***y different (Cash)
Soakin' wet, yeah" The song rang in my AirPods. I was walking towards my locker and I drove myself here because Maren was "sick" that hoe bag. Just because we had a Legal Studies SAC doesn't mean that she can pull a sickie like that.
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