Nothing like a little fun after school, Ain't nothing like a little sex, fuckin' and booze, And if you don't like that, Well that's totally cool man, Have fun in chess club you fuckin' loser. Shit's crazy, New York or Vancouver, It doesn't really matter, It's still the same bullshit, I got away with murder, I got away with drugs, I got away with everything, After 3pm my education began, What did we learn, well let me tell you man, We learned that A is for ass, B is for butt, C is for mothafuckin’ you know what, D is for my dick, Everybody let's a dirty sexual party, Cos G is for goddamn I wanna give some bad advice Before you get good ones. The less that you talk about shit, The more you get away with it because, Loose lips sink ships, you know it, Everybody finds out when you post it, Who do you think has Facebook? Just you, not your mom, your teacher, The fuckin’ cops too, Whoever talks the loudest is full of shit, The guy who doesn't say anything he's legit. Everything we learned we learned after school, Like guns and girls and drugs and booze, Everything we learned we learned after school, We didn't wait around And learn from the teachers rule, And when the last bell rung is When the education begun. Teacher, teacher, think I wanna beat ya, Pee Chee folder, Cafeteria pizza, I'm feeling like Screech, With the long reach, dirty sanchez Rebbeca Black, Popping birth control pea, AEIO I want you, you and you too, and some times y, Because I wanna die when I realize I could never compromise a glue high. All these little bitches need to learn the hard way, You never go out and do fucked up shit on a holiday, That's when all the cops are out looking for your ass, Go out on February 29th, no one gives a shit, Smashing windows, playing nintendo, Shooting out motherfuckin’ bus stops with sling shots, Because I'll never get caught, And I'm skipping class like jump rope. The kids are kissing and moaning and groaning, Alone and they're shaking and taking and wake And baking' and fake n baking, The kids are cheating, repeating and skeeting And tweeting and beating and skeeting And beating and skeeting. Once in a while you gotta get some drugs, Once in a while you gotta give some hugs, Once in a while you gotta have some fun And of course by once in a while I mean every single fucking day. Bitches love me cos they know that I can write, Bitches love me cos they know that I can read, Bitches love me cos They know that I can count like 1, 2, 3, 6. I want it, you want it, he wants it, they want, She wants it, go get it, let's fuck all night, And if you want me to stop, Then get off my dick And get off my jock because I'm hard, Yes I'm harder than hard, I'm hard-hardi-hardi-hard hard, goddamn.