Break-A-Bitch College

Ah yes, Mister Eightball

You bein a Professor of Pimpology

Tell me how these niggas let these hoes

Get em caught up in that fuck shit

Alright buddy, check this out...

{Eightball:}

Once again here I come pushin that funk into your ear

Do you recall Eightball, the player of the year

Calm cause I'm cool, and I'm cool cause I'm calm

Leavin hoes shell-shocked like they fall in Vietnam

Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't handle this

Those that I think are stars, end up bein scandalous

Welfare recipients, crib full of rugrats

Boost a couple of shirts, and now the bitch think she all that

Freakazoids have a nigga noid steppin up to me

Hoes that'll fuck you fast might be packin H.I.V.

Me, I'm packin jimmy hats

So a hoe won't give me that

Shit about she on the pill

Knowin that her pussy kill

See, through my education illustrations were the key

See, where I'm from only bustas have to pay a fee

Now you might ask what can a nigga do to get started

Pull a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College

Ah yeah

Now that was a very nice lecture

And as I walk back over to the middle of the bulletin board

I - I kinda figured, I wondered to myself

And I looked at my class, and I

It seems that you have more questions

Is there any more questions?

Yes

Yes, Mister MJG

I have a question

Yes?

Ah - in 94

Do you think - ah

Any bitches are gonna come up?

Can - can any bitches be pimps?

Look here, look here

Let me tell you...

{MJG:}

Now these bitches got a lotta game for a nigga, so

That made me try to see how to break a hoe

What exactly would it take for me to make the bitch click

How damn quick could I make the bitch break a trick

How fuckin long will it take to make my profit

And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my pocket

Talkin space-age pimpin, similar to the oldies

In ways like keepin our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie

These niggas gettin they game picked down to the bone

If you listen on what these hoes have to say, your money's gone

Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make em follow your own rules

Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to school

I got a class for that ass, and it stars at seven

'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break till eleven

Future looks good for the smartest

Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch College

Okay class, okay class

Everybody just needs to settle down

Everybody just settle down

We're gonna break in about 15 minutes

But we have one more lecture, one more lecture

Now ehm, eh

Calm down, calm down

I'm gonna take one more question

I'm gonna take -

Are there any more questions?

Ah yeah - ah

I wanna know

How can a ordinary busta like me

You know, you know

...get in Break-A-Bitch College?

{Eightball:}

Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this shit

When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a bitch

That dope made my ends, and my ends bought me weed

And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on they knees

Uncle Sam, damn, can I get a job, see

I don't wanna sell this dope, and nope, I don't wanna get out and rob

Today I was coolin like I usually do

I met this hoe after a show that wanted to chew me and screw

Now some busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the bitch

But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin off your dick

On the corner ain't no pimps, real players are low-key

I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin up shop in Tennessee

Ain't no future for the lame, ain't no love in this game

Do you fuck them hoes and trust them hoes and love em with no shame?

9 times out of 10, trick nigga, if you do

Break-A-Bitch College got a scholarship just for you

Ah yes

Damn good class, damn good class

Wonderful graduates

I love em all, I love em all

Now class

Can you all join in with me

For our school alma mater

And let's sing it

I'm proud to be an alumni

From Break-A-College

I'm proud to be...