Other Exercises
High School 
Medium
by Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne
He said he came from Jamaica
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake Visas 'cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love
******* with them heart breakers
But he was getting money
With the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and
Grams to Sing Sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
Five year bid up, north on they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him
Put him on lock
Seat belt them
Took him out to Belgium, welcome
******* this pretty, that's seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I-I-I'm Momma Dee in that order
I call him daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa
I never **** with beginners
I let him play with my *****
Then lick it off of his fingers, I'm in the zone
(They holler at me) but it's you, you
This ain't high school
Me and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world, ain't it (ain't it)
(Alright)
Baby it's your world, ain't it
She got a nigga at home
And one on the side
Best friend is a dike
They ****** around a few times
Her and her mama alike
So all they do is fight
I tell her make me some money
She tell me make me a wife
I tell her, *****, you crazy
**** wrong with you
And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me
I'm the only one that's hitting
And I say, what about them niggas
She say, what about them niggas
You right
What you doing tonight
Put on something tight
Don't judge me, I get life
She love me like a brother
But **** me like a husband
***** like a oven
Too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it
The genie out the bottle
***** so wet
I'mma need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine
I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else
She say worry about yourself, Lil Tune
(They holler at me) but it's you, you
This ain't high school
Me and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world, ain't it (ain't it)
Baby it's your world, ain't it
I know you want it, boy, I see you trying
Just keep on pushing, I'm a let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It's ready, come get you some
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake Visas 'cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love
******* with them heart breakers
But he was getting money
With the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and
Grams to Sing Sing
Left arm, baby mother tatted
Five year bid up, north on they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him
Put him on lock
Seat belt them
Took him out to Belgium, welcome
******* this pretty, that's seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I-I-I'm Momma Dee in that order
I call him daddy like daughters
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa
I never **** with beginners
I let him play with my *****
Then lick it off of his fingers, I'm in the zone
(They holler at me) but it's you, you
This ain't high school
Me and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world, ain't it (ain't it)
(Alright)
Baby it's your world, ain't it
She got a nigga at home
And one on the side
Best friend is a dike
They ****** around a few times
Her and her mama alike
So all they do is fight
I tell her make me some money
She tell me make me a wife
I tell her, *****, you crazy
**** wrong with you
And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me
I'm the only one that's hitting
And I say, what about them niggas
She say, what about them niggas
You right
What you doing tonight
Put on something tight
Don't judge me, I get life
She love me like a brother
But **** me like a husband
***** like a oven
Too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it
The genie out the bottle
***** so wet
I'mma need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine
I tell her stop lying
Mine and who else
She say worry about yourself, Lil Tune
(They holler at me) but it's you, you
This ain't high school
Me and my crew
We can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby it's your world, ain't it (ain't it)
Baby it's your world, ain't it
I know you want it, boy, I see you trying
Just keep on pushing, I'm a let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It's ready, come get you some
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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