This is for them 20 something's Time really moves fast you were just 16 This is for the 30 something's That didn't turn out exactly how your mum and dad wanted you to be This is for them 40 something's Well raise up your glass and laugh like a motherfucker This is for them 50 something's Hell you're half way there, baby, take it to the head
Mum and dad tried to hide the world Said the world is just too big for a little girl Eyes wide open, can't you see I had my first heels by the age of thirteen
Mum and dad tried to hide the boys I swear that just make them want me more At fourteen they asked me what I wanna be I said baby, 21, so I get me a drink
I'm not a teacher, baby, but I can teach you something Not a preacher but we can pray if you want Ain't a doctor but I can make you feel better But I'm great at writing these sick love letters
I'm a freak all day, all night Hot, tap, sway Boy, out of sight And I'm crazy all day, all night Who needs a degree when you're schoolin' life
Schoolin' life Schoolin' life
This is for them pretty something's Livin' in the fast lane, see you when you crash baby This is for them sexy something's That body can't always get you out of everything This is for them bitter something's Stop living in regret, baby, it's not over yet And this is for them trippin something's That's high old life baby, put me on your side
I'm not a teacher, baby, but I can teach you something Not a preacher but we can pray if you want Ain't a doctor but I can make you feel better But I'm great at writing these sick love letters
I'm a freak all day, all night Hot, tap, sway Boy, out of sight And I'm crazy all day, all night Who needs a degree when you're schoolin' life
Schoolin' life Schoolin' life
You know what it costs to be the boss One day you'll run the town For now make your life what you decide Baby party till the fire mashes Mash this sucker down
I'm not a teacher, baby, but I can teach you something Not a preacher but we can pray if you want Ain't a doctor but I can make you feel better But I'm great at writing these sick love letters
I'm a freak all day, all night Hot, tap, sway Boy, out of sight And I'm crazy all day, all night Who needs a degree when you're schoolin' life
Who needs a degree when you're schoolin' life Who needs a degree when you're schoolin' life
There's not a real way to live this for real Just remember stay relentless....oh yeah, oh yeah Don't stop running until it's finished It's up to you, the rest is unwritten
Compositores: Beyonce Gisselle Knowles (Beyonce), Carlos Alexander Mc Kinney (Carlos Alexander), Terius Youngdell Nash (The Dream) ECAD: Obra #5678029 Fonograma #2422120