[Intro]
Trippin...Another One From The Jr

*Clear Throat*

[Verse 1]
Look
He’s a unprepared high-schooler name Greg
Who fantasize about fine bitches in his bed
He imagine himself as a successful ladies’ man but realize it’s all in his head
Livin’ with his adopted parents cause his real one’s are dead
Lately Greg, been runnin’ the streets with his trouble makin’ friend
Them n***as been down for each other ever since they was ten
Homie don’t got a future for himself
But Greg do, he tryna become a businessman
But Greg feels his dreams won’t come true, cause he’s not fully prepared
Until he came across you he couldn’t help it but to stare
Tappin’ his homie on the shoulder askin’
“Yo, who’s that over there?!”
“Which one?”, the one with the soft lips, pretty eyes, and curly hair
You can tell she’s classy by the way she sits in that chair
Also she’s sassy judging by the way she stares
Man I don’t care, I’ma make sure I get a chance
Would it be too much of me to ask her at prom to dance?
“N***a are you crazy?!, she already got a man, she probably think n***as like us would do a-lot, just to get inside her pants”
Think about it, what classy girl gonna fuck around with a nappy headed boy?
Who sits around rappin’ about the bullshit he enjoys
Talkin’ about, “how girls are human-beings and not a toy”
Talkin about, “how true love do nothin’ but bring tears of joy”
Ugh...Fuck It

[Hook]
Call me crazy shit at least we’re talkin’
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl?
Know it's easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad then you take it all back
Then we “talk” all night til things get right
Ayy, then we “talk” all night til things get right...

[Verse 2]
Quickly lookin’ away
So she don’t catch me lookin’ her way
Had a lot on my mind today but that pretty face had made my day
Thought about talkin’ to you today
But I didn’t know what exactly to say
Just sittin’ in class thinkin’ about you
If eyes could talk, then mines would tell you that I'm feelin’ you
Sometimes, I swear your eyes be tellin’ me the same thing
I ain’t the type of n***a to keep you on my fuckin string
Baby, happiness is the only thing a n***a can ever bring
I wanna be the one that can make you smile
Cause it seems like you haven’t had that in awhile
Yeah, you got a man and all but it seems like he ain’t doin’ his job
He’s too busy countin’ money and actin’ like a total snob
In class you’re so soft spoken
I came and talked to you but that n***a interfered now
He introduced you as his girl and I was heartbroken
Damn...

[Hook]
Call me crazy shit at least we’re talkin’
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl?
Know it's easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you mad then you take it all back
Then we “talk” all night til things get right
Ayy, then we “talk” all night til things get right...