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Class On Sunday
[Verse 1: Tiara Thomas] If anybody asks, yeah we got class We dressed up to party like trash Then we hit the
spot with the
overnight bag We woke up act like nothing ever happened [Hook: Tiara Thomas] Because we got smoked up Homies on the
floor get doped up I'm in the
back getting choked up And everybody got thrown up [Verse 2: Tiara Thomas] If anybody asks, yeah we got bags Cops came running, they driving up fast Lights go shining, in my back dash Never pull over, cause we don't know what happened [Hook: Tiara Thomas] Because we got smoked up We in the
car getting doped up In the
back seat getting choked up And everybody got thrown up [Verse 3: Tiara Thomas] Yeah, I
met this girl the
other day She said, "Hi my name is Grace I
love your music, I
love your face And I
normally don't say this But if I
could take you home Bet I'd switch teams up like Peyton But please don't take this wrong Cause I
promise I'm not gay and I
just been known to play with Some girls back from the
states and Some girls I
went to school with Some girls back from the
way Said, "Hey girl, hey, whatchu say? I
don't give a
fuck if you're gay or straight" Bi or high, don't blow my I
wish you would, birthday cake And I'm always baked, I
don't mind I
get wasted, y'all waste time Put that Mary all in that barrel Then smoking all on that nine Smoke all in my eyes, smoke all in my face Blowing all of that white boy, and I
ain't talking race No I
ain't talking running, presidential debate Yeah we got class, like on MLK day [Verse 4: Black Cobain] Kush clouds, I'm on nine of them Just pondering like, should I
let my conscious in Go put your feet up on the
ottoman Arsonist I
burn all of this, I
wish I
didn't give your heart a
kiss You call my phone, I
call it quits [?] that shit you [?] Man I'm getting stoned, Rosetta Why don't you leave me alone, need a
Michael Jackson leather Cut from a
different texture Fuck with all your questions Damn a
nigga faded, I
just ran the
intersection I
was rushing to that, uh Rushing to that you know Yeah she talking freaky when I
put it in her culo Ooh, don't put no ashes in my shit She was on my mind, now she on my dick Fuck all night, then she roll that shit She ain't even know I
was cold like this Call a
nigga dope when she on that shit Got mind-fucked now I
own that bitch Heard TT now she love that shit Might go down cause I
do that shit I'm on a
few drugs but I'm on my shit She ain't really have a
real love like this So we getting high 'til it all make sense [Outro: Black Cobain] Right here where I'm supposed to be And it's too far, hope this'll get you close to me Let the
windows down, let the
smoke out We hotbox, she got choked out She was precipitating my kush cloud
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