Student Life Ft. Daniel Ayo

Yo, yo, yo I got a heart condition (Whoa) Pots to piss in (Whoa) Foe's for dissing (Whoa) Bro's are missing (Yo) Woe's are given (Yo) Throne in heaven (Heaven) I'm a legend Ok, I'm kidding I got stars aligning Girls are whining Then I bring her to bed Girls are whining Then it's finer dining I'm just lying, I'm a broke nigga (Ah) Student life (OK) Student Life Funds are tight I'm alright Stale bread, lasts the night That's the hype, clubbing life Drinking Sprite, feeling fine Hangover kills the mind And I be spitting, without no written's Oh wait that's written, style is missing Wait it's bitten Who you dissing My ass they kissing Your girl is smitten for this dick'in Oh which she's licking Damn she good on my joystick (Damn she good) Girl enjoy the stick And now I'mma make her joint's stick Need Nurse Joy quick Real freaking quick And that's how it go When your mama doesn't know That you've been turning girls to hoes I bet she don't, and so so Go low and behold That I be getting in my zone Plus the dude has a chode A real small chode And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed I'm the deacon's son I barely Practice what I preach and I'm the People's chump, I'm worn by stars that I can't reach Nowadays everybody wants to be mixed race White boys tan And black girls bleach (Uh) Well I'mma dark sister lover I'm always hated by brothers, you a White motherfucker, that's racist I mean the other, I'm a G undercover that's waiting to be discovered, He a Dot in the numbers Not realize that I'm the comma I'mma in the beginning I were'nt into rapping Laughing and joking Fused into my acting Played on the GameCube and GameBoy Advance Legend of Zelda and Falco attacking Brother spitting bars on the riddim (On the riddim) But I was humming rhymes on the rhythm (On the rhythm) I tried spitting balls on the riddim (On the riddim) But I realize my rhythm was so goddamn different and (Woah) And that's how it go When your mama doesn't know That you've been turning girls to hoes I bet she don't, and so so Go low and behold That I be getting in my zone Plus the dude has a chode A real small chode And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed And the flats gone out (Up all night) And the flats gone out (Student Life) And the flats gone out while I write rhymes In my bed