Tee Grizzley - Ms. Evans 1 Lyrics

(JR)

Ms. Evans, out of ten she like a seven
Teach English, high school, grade eleven
Single as fuck, got a condo, drive Lexus
No kids, she make these niggas use protection
And she be teachin' class in some yoga pants
Ass fat, she know them young boys be on her ass
But they some babies to her, them boys ain't got a chance
One of the coolest teachers, everybody be in her class
Now let me tell you about the best friends Mike and Steph
They gon' be there for each other if ain't no one left
Copy each other homework, same answers every test
And they both like Ms. Evans, so them niggas made a bet
Steph like, "You see how she be lookin' at me, boy, she want me"
Mike like, "Nigga, hell nah, she be on me"
Steph said, "She might let a nigga hit it low key"
Mike replied, "If she do, I'm the one it's gon' be"
Steph like, "Bet, nigga"
Mike said, "Alright bet, if I hit her first, bro, don't be upset with me"
Mike confident like, "Bet I get the neck with it
Bro, you know this shit ain't new to me, you know I got bitches"
Days later Mike see her
He like, "Hey, miss lady"
She like, "Hey, Mike"
He like, "Damn you so thick, baby"
She like, "Boy, go find somebody your own age, crazy
It's some girls in your class you wouldn't mind datin'"
He like, "They young, they can't do what you can do
I'ma just be honest for a minute, I've been wantin' you"
She like, "Mike, nah, stop playing like that, this ain't cool
You a kid you can't do shit for me but stay in school"
He came at a grown ass woman and got humbled up
Now he sitting at his desk quiet, looking dumb as fuck
He ain't got no hope left, he don't even wanna fuck
She done turnt him off, he tried to holla and she shut him up
Mike shot his shot and air-balled, Steph laughin'
Ain't gon' take the same route as Mike, so he plannin'
He gon' study her and use what can to his advantage
He on her 'Gram, "Okay she like white wine and Salmon"
And she like workin' out, she be in the gym
On the weekend she at LA Fitness from eight to ten
His daddy got a Maybach, he gon' act like it's his
Pops outta town, so he got the keys to the Benz
Next day in school, Steph made his move
At lunchtime he made his way to her classroom
He like, "Hey, Ms. Evans, you hungry? Brought you some food
I would've brought you some wine too, but that's against the rules"
She smilin', wish he would've broke the rules and brought the wine
But this'll do for now and it's just them two for now
Other kids at lunch, he talking to her and blew her mind
He be on her 'Gram, so he already knew her vibe
End of the day, he held the door as she was walking out
She smiling like, "You a gentlemen, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout"
She ain't even peep he had the Maybach in the parking lot
He ain't even trippin' though, tomorrow he gon' make it count
Next day he park next to her, she can't miss it now
Later on, he caught her leaving right when school was getting out
He hit the locks, she turn around, "Oh, that's how you livin' now?"
He like, "I got good credit, I get this shit with zero down"
She smilin' get in her car and as she pullin' out
She realize, this the third time this week he made her smile
He ain't even immature, it's cool havin' him around
She get a little thought, "If something happen, he won't run his mouth"