[Wiz]
I hate college but love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi

King of the class id rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesnt mean Im lookin for somebody
Some say the drink lays up but hardly

Poppin PKs skeet a lil bit of Molly
Am I out my mind most people say probably
But Ive been on my grind puffin on that cali, cali


Pack my bag no parents didnt drop me off
I felt lost saw some herbs all wearing Lacoste

A couple dudes in pennies must of played lacrosse
Grabbed my duffle and I hustled through the dormitory doors
Of course my homie lived on the same floor

So when I blow trees get down to pound coors
Down to pound hoes
The outta town roles

Flow develop to the own tone of his voice
I hate college but love getting laid
Socialite swagger at night when the sun fades

Check my sunshades
Talkin bout upgrades
I cant see the haters no more I feel great

My eyes twenty twenty so sunny when skies grey
Im loved by the honeys what more can I say
Im just getting paid

Working like a slave
Between school athletics and music its all day
So invite your friends to come play

Gave you the invite if you miss it dont complain
If you lucky get a kiss
From miss no thats lame

Wanna get it in with Wizzy Im your man
Sweatin bullets no fan can contain
Short to pull it but quick to amaze

Im lookin forward to tours on these planes
Seein the cork poppin on bottles of champagne
Dear lord taking your name in vain

All these sins in college that Ive made
Well, well my games