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Priceless - Class in Session Lyrics
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Relax and take notes motherf*cker
No talking while class is in session
Its funny how you niggas never wanna put in work
But you wanna see progression
Whassup with all that lying on the internet
Stop looking for a lil bit of attention
Niggas want clout, pick up on ah hard slap
Send them to ah whole 'nother dimension
Ayyye
All these niggas do is talk about me, like some bitches
Now they bitches want me
I don't really worry 'bout nothing but the cash
Pockets on Monique
I came from the dirty
I was caught up in the mud
Now dah boy look neat
24/7/365 I got to hustle
I don't want no sleep
I be steady chasing after dreams like Meek
Nigga I just wanna do it big like Meech
Young niggas move like Kyron in these streets
Jumping over fences when they see the police
Keep your mouth closed or get knock off your feet
That's the way the game goes and this shit aint for the weak
Straight up out the jungle they say Priceless, he ah Beast
And I got ah bitch that like to slurp it, she ah freak
And every time I hit it mehn, I make her say ooh-la-la
When she give me the Pu-na-na
Don't want no conversation if it ain't about the Mu-la-la
Don't even try to hit my line
F*ck all you niggas, I don't really need no friends
Shout out to the ones that kept it real from the beginning
I done took so many losses, swear that shit became a trend
They only wanna come around when they see you winning
Yea-yea
Pull up with the stick like yea-yea
Whole squad dripping like yea-yea
Shinning on you bitches like yea-yea
Shorty can you buss it, she say yea-yea
We gon get this money, she say yea-yea
I wanna to put you in that Chanel yea
So, tell me is you worth it, she say yea-yea
Yah yah yaah
One for the money
And two for them hoes
Three times two, gotta do it one time for my niggas in the Zone
Take two, thats four, four a.m. I got her on her tippy toes
Shawty say she wanna learn tricks with the smoke
Do it like you suck dick if you wanna blow some O's
Run it up, run it up, check
Denim jeans, on my feet - AF's
Them island gyuls equip with body, so I ain't gah spend money on her ass nor breast
Just, back shots, bend her back, suck breast
Lamborghini fly doors wit ya legs
Like ah tambourine shake your ass for the best
And let them know that yo boy up next
I - don't f*ck with dudes that does talk much
One wrong move, get your rass touch
Quick draw McGraw, no cartoons
You know I'ma let this shit off like prunes
I'ma take you niggas back to school
This that real nigga shit 1-0-1
They don't want to see me in a one on one
Shot's ugly but the arch is on a thousand one
Shot's ugly but the arch is on a thousand one
I'ma take you niggas back to school
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English

Relax and take notes motherf*cker
No talking while class is in session
Its funny how you niggas never wanna put in work
But you wanna see progression
Whassup with all that lying on the internet
Stop looking for a lil bit of attention
Niggas want clout, pick up on ah hard slap
Send them to ah whole 'nother dimension
Ayyye
All these niggas do is talk about me, like some bitches
Now they bitches want me
I don't really worry 'bout nothing but the cash
Pockets on Monique
I came from the dirty
I was caught up in the mud
Now dah boy look neat
24/7/365 I got to hustle
I don't want no sleep
I be steady chasing after dreams like Meek
Nigga I just wanna do it big like Meech
Young niggas move like Kyron in these streets
Jumping over fences when they see the police
Keep your mouth closed or get knock off your feet
That's the way the game goes and this shit aint for the weak
Straight up out the jungle they say Priceless, he ah Beast
And I got ah bitch that like to slurp it, she ah freak
And every time I hit it mehn, I make her say ooh-la-la
When she give me the Pu-na-na
Don't want no conversation if it ain't about the Mu-la-la
Don't even try to hit my line
F*ck all you niggas, I don't really need no friends
Shout out to the ones that kept it real from the beginning
I done took so many losses, swear that shit became a trend
They only wanna come around when they see you winning
Yea-yea
Pull up with the stick like yea-yea
Whole squad dripping like yea-yea
Shinning on you bitches like yea-yea
Shorty can you buss it, she say yea-yea
We gon get this money, she say yea-yea
I wanna to put you in that Chanel yea
So, tell me is you worth it, she say yea-yea
Yah yah yaah
One for the money
And two for them hoes
Three times two, gotta do it one time for my niggas in the Zone
Take two, thats four, four a.m. I got her on her tippy toes
Shawty say she wanna learn tricks with the smoke
Do it like you suck dick if you wanna blow some O's
Run it up, run it up, check
Denim jeans, on my feet - AF's
Them island gyuls equip with body, so I ain't gah spend money on her ass nor breast
Just, back shots, bend her back, suck breast
Lamborghini fly doors wit ya legs
Like ah tambourine shake your ass for the best
And let them know that yo boy up next
I - don't f*ck with dudes that does talk much
One wrong move, get your rass touch
Quick draw McGraw, no cartoons
You know I'ma let this shit off like prunes
I'ma take you niggas back to school
This that real nigga shit 1-0-1
They don't want to see me in a one on one
Shot's ugly but the arch is on a thousand one
Shot's ugly but the arch is on a thousand one
I'ma take you niggas back to school
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Writer: Bjorn Herbert
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Performed By: Priceless
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Bjorn Herbert

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