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Books under my seat No book layin' on my desk My teacher's like, Mr. Jacob Yes? With all that knowledge You aint tryin' to go to college Be a lawyer or a doctor
a plan all he had was hopes So he sat down, and thought, what he wanted to be But it seems, no occupation had appeal to dee He didn't wanna be a doctor
Baby? [Velma Kelly] Shit! [Billy Flynn] Well, doctor, is she or isn't she? [Doctor] She is. [Billy Flynn] Would you swear that statement in court? [Doctor
Books under my seat No book layin on my desk My teacher's like, Mr. Jacob Yes? With all that knowledge You aint tryin to go to college Be a lawyer or a doctor
these charts And you can't stop me from droppin each March with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me Mr
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