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TreDreamz - In The Classroom Lyrics



TreDreamz - In The Classroom Lyrics




Gotta get the bag
I gotta get the bag
I gotta get the bag
Did this shit without my dad, without my dad nigga

F*ck a runnin' smack, nigga
Niggas out here talkin', yeah, they movin' like some fags niggas
Mama in the crib, bitching, bout some f*ckin' trash, nigga
The job that I got, we on your motherf*ckin' ass, nigga

Member, it was days I was skippin' in the class, nigga
Bitches f*ckin' trickin' in the class, nigga
Bitches shakin' ass in the class, nigga
Jeremy on, your motherf*ckin' ass, nigga

And my brother f*ck around, he gon' blast, nigga
In the booth, I motherf*ckin' spaz, nigga
Uh, uh, uh, glock with a beam, it's goin' whack, nigga
Uh, make a nigga motherf*ckin' quack, nigga

No aflac, nigga, bitch ass fat, nigga
Bitch big back, nigga, better get back, nigga
Better not lack, nigga
Cous he a black nigga

Gun go ratta tat, tat, tat, tat, nigga
She said, oh, you that nigga
In the back, nigga
Cousy he in the cut, yeah, he movin' on your ass, nigga

I'm the type of nigga, yeah, I need a f*ckin' bag nigga
Nigga talkin' bout, he want a motherf*ckin' stat, nigga
Oh it's static, bitch, yeah, she really f*ckin' plastic
Yeah, and she smell like a catfish

Talkin' bout she motherf*ckin' had it
Texting' my phone, talkin' bout what had happened
Bitch, that's the motherf*ckin' has beens
And you, is a motherf*ckin' have been

She think I'm with a bitch, but I'm f*ckin' relaxin
Runnin' to this money, yeah, I'm tryin' to get my lapsin
Niggas steady talkin', yeah, these niggas, they be cappin
Bitch, suck my dick, don't choke, no gaggin

And my brother steady motherf*ckin' pistol packin
This bitch think I'm chillin', whole time I'm playin' Madden
She wanna bag, so we hit Steve Madden
Speedin' on the highway, yeah, this bitch is spazzin

I'ma be a star like my first name Patrick
Vari took the wheel and he motherf*ckin' crashed it
Right in the grass, bitch
And my name Tre Dreams, I be f*ckin' rappin

You can f*ckin tell by the way that I rap it
Bitch, she a sad bitch , mama is a savage
Bitch, heartbroken, I ain't talkin' bout some glass, bitch
High as the f*ck, I ain't talkin' bout a Aladdin

Spittin' on the mic like a motherf*ckin' dragon
Bitch, baddest f*ck, so you know I got a bag it
And I gotta have it
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Gotta get the bag
I gotta get the bag
I gotta get the bag
Did this shit without my dad, without my dad nigga

F*ck a runnin' smack, nigga
Niggas out here talkin', yeah, they movin' like some fags niggas
Mama in the crib, bitching, bout some f*ckin' trash, nigga
The job that I got, we on your motherf*ckin' ass, nigga

Member, it was days I was skippin' in the class, nigga
Bitches f*ckin' trickin' in the class, nigga
Bitches shakin' ass in the class, nigga
Jeremy on, your motherf*ckin' ass, nigga

And my brother f*ck around, he gon' blast, nigga
In the booth, I motherf*ckin' spaz, nigga
Uh, uh, uh, glock with a beam, it's goin' whack, nigga
Uh, make a nigga motherf*ckin' quack, nigga

No aflac, nigga, bitch ass fat, nigga
Bitch big back, nigga, better get back, nigga
Better not lack, nigga
Cous he a black nigga

Gun go ratta tat, tat, tat, tat, nigga
She said, oh, you that nigga
In the back, nigga
Cousy he in the cut, yeah, he movin' on your ass, nigga

I'm the type of nigga, yeah, I need a f*ckin' bag nigga
Nigga talkin' bout, he want a motherf*ckin' stat, nigga
Oh it's static, bitch, yeah, she really f*ckin' plastic
Yeah, and she smell like a catfish

Talkin' bout she motherf*ckin' had it
Texting' my phone, talkin' bout what had happened
Bitch, that's the motherf*ckin' has beens
And you, is a motherf*ckin' have been

She think I'm with a bitch, but I'm f*ckin' relaxin
Runnin' to this money, yeah, I'm tryin' to get my lapsin
Niggas steady talkin', yeah, these niggas, they be cappin
Bitch, suck my dick, don't choke, no gaggin

And my brother steady motherf*ckin' pistol packin
This bitch think I'm chillin', whole time I'm playin' Madden
She wanna bag, so we hit Steve Madden
Speedin' on the highway, yeah, this bitch is spazzin

I'ma be a star like my first name Patrick
Vari took the wheel and he motherf*ckin' crashed it
Right in the grass, bitch
And my name Tre Dreams, I be f*ckin' rappin

You can f*ckin tell by the way that I rap it
Bitch, she a sad bitch , mama is a savage
Bitch, heartbroken, I ain't talkin' bout some glass, bitch
High as the f*ck, I ain't talkin' bout a Aladdin

Spittin' on the mic like a motherf*ckin' dragon
Bitch, baddest f*ck, so you know I got a bag it
And I gotta have it
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Writer: Purvis Kelly
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Performed By: TreDreamz
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Purvis Kelly
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