High Schoolin’ lyrics

by

Ja Rule


[Intro: André 3000]
Light...
Ooooh, yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Light...)
Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Light...)
Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Light...)

[Verse 1: André 3000]
Yeah... yeah... uh
Been always told to keep my head up
But clichés just don't cut the cake when yo' neck tired from bobbing
Life's a stage, streets' the cage
We Dungeon rats, OutKast and Goodie Mobbin'
Enough of the petite talk, I'd rather have a n*gga with a perm
Ain't got to have hope, on my side, than a n*gga who frontin'
Doin' other n*ggas' interpretation of God–stuntin'
My growth, why vote for president if he a spy guy?
That's like choosing which bullet you gon' get shot by
A drank and some hot fries
Slowly eating me up, from inside to outside
"Well, you gon' die anyway, right?" Wrong
I plan to live forever, I know it seems mighty long
If you think about it in Earth terms
Thank god we on the TV, but we think like earthworms
Stay underground, like 'Cheers' or 'Dig Dug'
Only come above to shake hands and give hugs
Lay your beautiful body down on this fur rug
You got to give a damn if you do not give a f*ck – ha!
Rack 'em up, 'cause we bustin'
Once was the n*gga in the back of the class who never said nothing
Hip-Hop became my amplifier
I live for inspiration – for without that, I will die (Go!)
[Chorus: OutKast]
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?

[Verse 2: Slim Cutta-Calhoun]
Got issues on my mind like that fool from Columbine
Will I swallow my pride, or take that ride?
Better think, before my c*ck the slide and take a dive
Into this hot pit, like oil and grits
Stand alone on my own ten toes, against foes
It's a snowstorm and you outside gettin' cold
Luck has struck from buckin' seven every roll
Throwin' snake eyes, thinkin' a n*gga gon' fold
Stand down, like four black Vogues on golds
Snatchin' all the dough and leavin' y'all broke
Going all out for a A+ in class
I bust ass, walkin' barefoot over broken glass
Now who gon' pass, player? You won't last
See, you all in the race, just taking up space
If it's war on the other side of the tracks, grab the straps
Thought y'all knew, wild dogs run in packs
So, who you think you foolin'? We can get to duelin'
On some old school sh*t, like we high schoolin' (High schoolin'...)
[Interlude: André 3000]
{*schoolbell rings*}
There he is! Get him!
(Don't run! Don't run!)
Yeah, sucker! What'cha gon' do now? (Don't run!)
What'cha gon' do now, sucker?

[Chorus: OutKast]
Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?

[Verse 3: Big Boi]
Let me walk you little kiddies through my school days
Sunday night, I'd hit a party, missed a Monday, I'll go Tuesday
Doomsday – homeroom was lookin' booty
The girl I wanna cut is absent but I see a cutie
But bump a flirt, I need to be doin' this homework to graduate
Saturate my body and memory on some Alge-brae
Bro, why you holdin' and totin'? That's to assassinate
Go masturbate, you jack-off
n*gga, take the hat off
I'm a third year freshman, I started with the best of them
But now them n*ggas done passed me
I'm just a baby daddy
O.G. – Original Goofball
That used to slang the hard hard and smoke the soft soft
All-star through the way-hall
n*ggas up in the school, they know my name, look!
But that's because my face is in like eight different yearbooks
Could've been took the S.A.T., but the streets got the best of me
Thankin', and drankin', and bankin', open wide like sesame
Y'all tellin' me to chill out (Chill out!)
Before you be a drop out (Chill out!)
A cop-out, is when you're thirty-something at your mom's house, yeah
[Chorus: OutKast]
Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?

Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?

Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh...
We on that high school sh*t, and, uh
You know that, uh, we steady
Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it?
Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...
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