Tercüme: Prens. Öğretmen, Öğretmen.
s what you'll deliver We have to do it on the floor Teacher, teacher I don't wanna get an A Teacher, teacher There's gotta be a better way (Woohoo, yeah) Teacher, teacher
Sailin' down behind the sun Waitin' for the Prince to come Praying for the healing rain To restore my soul again Just a toe rag on the run How did I
dying, we born again The vicious life religious, I was born to win The closure after the greatest hit the sofa When I still ride for Prince like a soldier
sick youngsters, goodbye my use to be friends. I remember each vacation, each day we wasted, it felt so different then. So long my casanovas, farewell to my long lost prince
coming to America call me Prince Akeem, yessir It's kinda weird, 'cause this I dream Kinda prophetic ya get it 'cause this I've seen These type of visions, since I's teen I told my teacher
Yeah (DJ I'll Will) yeah Ha Yo Tez guess wat? I'm back from the yearbook with class president flow I'm so I'll with will like fresh prince yo Lil twist
Looking for the only one that I can give my all to Tell me if it's you, you, you What you wanna do, do, do? Make ya move You can be my teacher I'll do
I never fail to turn up my weakness, I supply teachers. a musical genius I should write speeches Father forgive me, I sin with the women Im'a prince with
tears filled with lost fear Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach
to5 is how you survive I aint trynna survive Im trynna throw my momma in rides Imma provide for my seed Im the soil Ill teach em' bout loyalty Ill teach
'm a feature straight from the Bronx Productions Better known as Boogie Down If I was a king right now, I'd get crowned The Nice is a teacher, not a prince
young ladies lost at six, Gucci kicks And they picky when it come to they dick If y'all ladies was all mine I'd teach you well Free tales, sweet smells
you see it, don't believe, chyo Aiyo, my wiz play the flute, I stroll through the forest like Peace, pussies, trees, hello, how was your day? Have you seen the prince
we at the opera Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper Chunky ass necklace Must be her birthstone John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome Told ya eyes up on her prince
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