-oh, gon' fly all over this land I'm gonna find my little school girl, Find her in the world somewhere Good mornin' 'lil school girl, Good mornin' 'lil school girl
oh-oh, gon' fly all over this land I'm gonna find my little school girl, Find her in the world somewhere Good mornin' 'lil school girl, Good mornin' 'lil school girl
and Kangol was so cool (do it a) Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school (old school) (let's do it again) [Verse: Shawnna] It used to be all good
then next thing you now i was runnin the world. who you think you is bitch. one of the girls. see ya ass in ya jeans make me wonder girl. ima super nigga
next mans girl Sounds harsh but they been ripped apart my world Where thugs could rule and selling crack was cool Knocked off hundred packs brought stacks to school
[Lil' Wayne] Okay, I'm talkin' about a Good girl, gone bad Crooked world, wrong path Right Mom, wrong Dad I sing this song mad, but not mad enough to
go and cut me downn But waaiiitt; You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn aroundd And sayyy [Lil' Wayne] Okay, I'm talkin' about a Good girl
you go and cut me down, but wait You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around, and say... [Lil' Wayne:] Ok I'm talking bout a Good girl
that nigga's shit, hard Back in the days in the projects Chasing after him, a lil' young chick Seeing him made me go back in my lab And write this lil
the reign of a new edition, the fast lane had me layin in the coops with pigeons in my life. Chorus {Babs} potheads and high school dropouts, little girls
I can't complain But even when I do it feels the same I'm getting high just to fight the lows Cause that's all I know [Verse 1:] Yeah school girl, cool girl
now that would be dope tossed and turned in my sleep that night, woke up the next mornin' niggas had stole my bike diferent day same shit aint nothin good
that'll be dope Tossed and turn in my sleep that night Woke up the next morning Niggaz done stole my bike Different day, same shit Ain't nothing good
think I'm the Dalai Lama 'Specially when I come outside like roo sticky dima [?] But everything good gotta turn bad It's like the weekly drama, You know, lil' small shit, Like girls
't too much change still doin' my shows Stayin' away from fake niggas, and busta ass hoes But enough about me and everything in my world Congrats lil' dad heard you had a lil' girl
had a good day Then I'ma buy the bar up, later on tear the car up Flip a new one by the mornin', nigga back crunk Good times, if you in the club blowin
