Junior Year

By Tom Cypher

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[verse 1]

In school fall semester and I'm single

Yeah

Junior year and a nigga can't wait to mingle

New school new girls, nigga what is a friend zone? Meet em once or twice then I take em home. Then I

Bone bone bone bone bone bone bone (x7)

When you on the bball team things come easy

Local status shit

Her parents not around so she feel the need to be sneaky

Yeah, she understands I got class in the morning. I bust a nut, I get sleepy

Yeah

Sex before class yes Im greedy and now she getting freaky Believe me

You know she a freak when she drinking watching pornhub dot com

Man tom go stupid man I go dumb

(Where you from?)

East Atlanta nigga yeah we crumbs

Came home niggas act like I did some

But I ain't did shit

Fuck a couple bitches that I partied with

On some true shit

Yeah

Before I left pops told me to strap up

Didn't mention that I would get fucked up

(Hahahaha)

Every weekend

Yeah

Looking for parties that has pretty girls seeking

(For what)

For a college nigga

Fall break coming home with knowledge nigga

Got a few souvenirs from college with us

The fam can't complain the boy on his shit but he gone insane they say tom c


[Chorus x2]

When you coming home?

(Hey hey hey hey hey hey)

You getting grown?

(Nah nah nah nah nah nah)

Can you answer your phone?

(Huh what what what what)

What going on, what's going on?


[verse 2]

Spring semester was trouble but

Maybe its the best

I want a new girl

But I promise to find a badder girl than my ex. Mm, So whose next yeah

We walk by people we used to have sex with

And now we don't give a shit

Let me keep classy

Girls be like I know that nigga didn't say hey as he walk pass me

Mm, My bad boo

Yeah

I gave her a hug And told her "I didn't know I walk pass you"

Even though I knew

It's necessary to understand the moment we had was temporary

Searching for things that make my life complete

We go to the cafe ended up in my sheets In 1 week

Damn , And all I did was kiss her on the cheek and try to be sweet

Whats unique, we all play the same game and we all use different techniques. Mm, So

Let me speak yeah

Calling home missing home meals

So much fun

I forgot what home feels

But I had to chill. Fam at home be like hello, tom cypher we still here


[Chorus x2]