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Song Parodies -> "Escape From Gwinnett"

Original Song Title:

"Escape From LA"

Original Performer:

The Weeknd

Parody Song Title:

"Escape From Gwinnett"

Parody Written by:

Duc4AmIRight

The Lyrics

Here's a song about how Gwinnett is being safe.
You bus talk to me about the men who try to get in between us
They buy you bags and jewelry, yeah
They think your kindness is so weak
Know you don't give it up so easy, baby
But you just wanted my attention
You just wanted my affection
You got me writing on your mind
You just want me all the time
We'll figure out our shit and find a way (Oh, yeah)
When you say that you need space, I give you space (You space)
Girl, when you're ready, you know where I stay
When it comes to all these classes, I'll never chase
But this world is such a, such an evil place
Man, these hoes will always find a way
'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy
And for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeah

Well this place is never what it seems
Take me out, Gwinnett
Take me out of Gwinnett
This place will be the end of me
Take me out, Gwinnett
Take me out of Gwinnett, yeah

Yeah
I'm in the Shiloh bus cruisin' down the street
Black on black venom colored seats
The school teachers, ready to come
Diamond cross hangin' off of me
I'm fighting for my soul, you and me
And it's slowly burning, it was never cheap
If you see what I seen, you wouldn't sleep
I can't sleep
'Cause I got everything I wanted
Got the money, got the buses, got the ceiling with the stars
Got everything I wanted
But I'd be nothing without you
Gave you everything you wanted
Gave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine
Gave you everything you wanted
But none of that matters to you, oh-oh

This place (This place) is never what it seems
Take me out, Gwinnett
Take me out of Gwinnett
(Oh, out of it, woah-oh) This place will be the end of me
Take me out, Gwinnett
Take me out of Gwinnett, yeah

Woah, no, oh, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah
Oh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah
Oh, no, oh
Hold up
She pulled up to the teachers
Nobody's watching
She closed the door and then she locked it
For me, for me
We had sex in the classroom
Nobody walked in
I cut my verse and then she popped it
For me, for me
Gwinnett girls all look the same
I can't recognize
The same work done on their face
I don't criticize
She a coldhearted bitch with no shame
But her throat too fire
She got Shiloh High hangin' from her neck
And them shits going wild
When she ride, she hold tight
She gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine
She's all mine for the night
She's all mine until he calls her line

She pulled up to the classes
Nobody's watching
She closed the door and then she locked it
For me, for me
We had sex in the classroom
Nobody walked in
I cut my verse and then she popped it
For me, for me
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Time to go!

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