Mini Stanley - After Class Lyrics

Tell me this ain't real life
Or is she being the best because it feels right?
She keeps her body count secret from the spotlight
But we both know that she likes the spotlight
(we know)
I can't be the one you talk to
(yeah, no)
I can't be the one you talk to
(what? hehe, ok)
She's a cheerleader that pleases teachers
To be a straight-a's she takes in wieners
Walks around the hallways with the scent of thirty men
Wait a second, that's my boy's cologne?
Team Ten
She knows that I'm corny but her man look like Greg Heffly
He's a scrawny little bitch that I could take on, he ain't hefty
I'm gonna put him to the test, maybe teach his ass a lesson like a class
Gonna hand his A to him, he'll be thinking that he passed
Back to the subject at hand
She's the baddest looking hoe, Lindsay Lohan
But she's light skin, basically looks nothing like her
Just an expression of how bad she is and how I feel about her
So I prep myself, step towards the women in this rap
As I'm walking I'm shaking, I feel like I'm about to crash
Take a glance and see her ass
I take a breath and then I gasp
She's in front of me with the whole squad, they all laugh at me
Bummer
It's 'cause you play too much
And after class imma show you what I meant by I can't be the one you talk to
This the type of shit
This why we can't be together
One you talk to
One you-
(you, you, you)
One you -talk- to
To, to
Can't be the one you talk to
No, no, no, no, no, no, no