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chorus:
yeah, i got a new calculator, gotta handful of notes and im studyin' with em'-
I'll make an A.... I'll make an A on the test
oh- crap, crap, crap, i got a' test tommorow didnt pay attention in class give me notes to borrow gotta' headache from all the math eqaution formulas whats, the answer to number ten... (its seven DUH!) man this finals the pits im thinkin of callin quits im so nervous ill fail its giving me the (S
HITS!) im runnin out of paper, im running out of led, i think im gonna blow it (THATS WHAT SHE SAID) chorus ...yeah fat jones on the track god... dayum... whys everybody gotta pick on the fat guy? 300 plus on the scale im about to cry. im puttin down my tissues, cause fat is not the issue test com
ing up! i gotta study with you i was too busy doin shoulder leans when i should have been studying.. probably gonna be like the S-A-T fail it cause of my A-D-D! ...or maybe F-A-T you got alot i see, back of the class, all you do is E-A-T you could of got a bypass, all them' times you skipped clas
s, wont you move your fat ass, i gotta test to pass! chorus the finals comprehensive (yeah it covers it all) man i forgot alot, specially' the stuff from fall i need an A on it, i better pray for it, man i should have studied more than one day for it i wanna put this paper up! on my refridgerator
! hey pass it back, wanna ace this crap get out my calculator! oh no no no, no this! my broke gotta borrow his! you know i write so fast, theres a pain in my wrist! chorus -rst boys boyz

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