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[Hook 1- Weston Gates]
Feel like I’m John Nash
All I do is count, call me John Nash
John Nash…John Nash
[Verse 1]
I’m at Hoagie Haven with $6.50, my sandwich lookin’ like Chris Christie
Walk to the Wa wait in line for three hours yellin’ fuck the Brown Bears I dip Grizzly
Last chick I was with ditched me, she was so pissed that she switched cities
Now she textin’ me, tryna get the D, her name’s Shirley Tilghman, that bitch miss me
Met an economics major up in Firestone
She workin’ with her curves demandin’ dick and supplyin’ dome
Beautiful brain from a beautiful mind
I violate the honor code and say her booty is mine, I’m
[Hook 2]
Gettin’ numbers round the clock, call me John Nash
I don’t even need to talk call me John Nash
They should do a movie ‘bout me like I’m John Nash
John Nash…John Nash
[Verse 2]
I met this chick from Duke I did a soft-core with a sophomore
Then I popped four mollies and woke up on the McCosh floor
I fuckin’ suck at interviews 'cuz I’m a bad liar
Fuck it I’ll just be the next grad that my dad hires
I’ll do this rappin’ til I see your sperry shoes are tappin’
PTL relaxin’ sippin’ booze and slappin’ Susan Patton
She said she down to fuck, just gimme the time and place
But I can’t get a ring for you girl I ain’t Bob Surace
[Hook 3]
Nobody never came near me 'cuz I’m John Nash
I spit game theory must be John Nash
This liquor got me out my mind, think I’m John Nash
John Nash…John Nash
[Verse 3]
I went abroad and I met a broad, who does shit my woman wouldn’t do
I’m into international affairs but I ain’t Woody Woo
Puffin’ weed until I turn the orange bubble green
I used to get straight A’s but now I’m only seein Double D’s
That’s grade deflation, my grade been waitin’ we been patient like Penn Station
Add that to the fact that you look around in class and for every white kid there’s like ten Asians
School hard but John harder, don’t get close to me cuz I’m on fire
On fire like John Harvard was supposed to be at the bonfire
[Hook 4]
But fuck John Harvard, bitch I’m John Nash
Said fuck John Harvard, bitch I’m John Nash
I don’t fuck with John Harvard, fuck with John Nash
Fuck John Harvard, bitch I’m John Nash
[Outro]
John Nash…John Nash
She said she down to fuck, just give me the time and place
But I can’t get a ring for you girl I ain’t Bob Surace
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