Lyrics:
Flirtation is an art with Betty Co-ed,
Her station quite depends upon her charms,
She gets the men in rushes by well-cultivated blushes
on his arm
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump
Lookin' for
sneakin' around there from farm to farm
Got a rubberized bag and a hose on his arm
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump
That he just might wanna pump
Lookin'
make that bitch co-ed
Big booty bitch she shatter the floor yea
Big racks, I want designer clothes yea
Side bitch, we can fuck on a foam bed
No nigga
you can stand the game
Stand the game
Chorus: Co-Ed
Sunny days, everybody loves them
Tell me baby can you stand the game
Storms will come,
drip, cool whip, co-ed road trip
Left boob only cuz that's what I'm cool with
No right boob don't you dare think I'm foolish
I don't drink, I don't sleep,
you can stand the game
Stand the game
Chorus: Co-Ed
Sunny days, everybody loves them
Tell me baby can you stand the game
Storms will come,
cold as ice
Hi-five you're a co-ed mingler
He leaves no marks in spite of sparks
And so touch has become the winner
Touch is the Tingler
Making me
as ice
Hi-five you're a co-ed mingler
He leaves no marks in spite of sparks
And so touch has become the winner
Touch is the Tingler
Making me itch
is coming and I know just what to do
Until then co ed's, I'm coming after you
And now it's mommy's turn, mommy's gonna die
I caved her head in and I
still-torn
Niggas acting cool ion really know em
Asking for this shit I'm Keep going
And they wanted time no I'm not Alarm
Strap here co Ed no it ain't a dorm
up young hitchhiking co ed's and cut off their heads
Edmond Kemper had a horrible temper
He cut off young girls heads and took them home to bed
He'd
of the senior prom. My sweet co-ed my curly head Your mothers pride and joy Here comes your date don't let him wait. He sure is a lucky boy. Run along run along
and a poet, impressive I know it
Don't only rhyme for niggas cos I live my life co-ed
On the mic it's livin' breathin' hype
A 1989 type Dolemite
Cool
(Rah, Rah, Rah)
While they all were rootin'
You could hear him tootin'
""What's become of Sally""
(Rah, Rah, Rah)
How they used to hate him
Co-eds
The girl of my dreams is the sweetest girl
Of all the girls I know
Each sweet co-ed like a rainbow trail
Fades in the afterglow
The blue of her
they used to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
Oh, but he liked his rhythm
More than being with `em
So he'd only
why?
'Cause my brother's havin' a party
Thought you outta know
He's got co-eds swimmin' naked
Reason I can't go
'Cause I'm runnin' block
Turn
they used to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
Oh, but he liked his rhythm
More than being with `em
So he'd only
they used to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
Oh, but he liked his rhythm
More than being with `em
So he'd only
they used to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
Oh, but he liked his rhythm
More than being with `em
So he'd only
collar
Now follow, say nothin', let me see you swallow
In my crib got the co-ed bathroom, no problem
In the club feed them liquor, otherwise we starvin'
collar
Now follow, say nothin', let me see you swallow
In my crib got the co-ed bathroom, no problem
In the club feed them liquor, otherwise we starvin'
to hate him
Co-eds wouldn't date him
Thought he was an awful bore
Oh, but he liked his rhythm
More than being with 'em
So he'd only turn in
For
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