Lyrics:
the life
Hazel eye
Gemini
Thick thigh
Been a dime
Pass by
Guarantee they double take every time
Old soul said her favorite album was "Aquemeni"
Introduced
like a zip of the flower
She, hit my phone, want me pull up in an hour
If you want the dick you gotta pay me by the hour
Fan girl, no Chum Chum, she eat
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold
Old truck I drove in high school
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh
Little taste of the old school, ih ih
Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time
Say what? Uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
are you still in school?
I love you honey.
You got a most persuasive tongue.
You promise all kinds of fun.
But what you don't understand, I'm
school
I love you honey
Gotta most persuasive tongue
You promise all kinds of fun
But what you don't understand
I'm a working man
Gonna need a shot
school?
I love you honey
You got a most persuasive tongue
You promise all kinds of fun
But what you don't understand, I'm a working man
I'm gonna need
now we rollin', boys
And my momma raised me, FLA paid me
I beat all of them cases, I'm on
Bitch, I'm a Florida boy
Old school, big-ass rims, sittin'
show all my young niggas
There's other ways you get them dollars and funds niggas
Coming down in an old school, co cool
Whip like a 5 bar call it so cool
cool
And half the chicks I hit, they teased me in school
I got a baby by a lady I don't even love a lot
Wish I wore three rubbers 'case
First, you’re greeted by a woman her names Margret or Megan, she asks if you need help with your bags
She says it in a condescending tone, so you’ll say
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
seen it twice
And, besides, the air conditioner's broke
The old lady who runs the ice cream store
Got robbed last week
She put a lock on the door,
Born in the 80s
Raised in the 90s
Skanking out in my Nikes
Old school music in my head
Looking back from A to Z
Eh, let's go back in the day
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
outta here?
Fly girl and fresh gear outta here?
Five-thousand dollar love seat outta here?
No doubt BDP is old school, but we ain't goin' out
Boogie
Hey yo it's poison, ecstasy, coke
You say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting
the love and inspiration, plenty
Yeah I'm loved by many, and only hated by a little
Now I think it's time to switch the lyricism, peep the riddle
I was
are you still in school?
I love you honey.
You got a most persuasive tongue.
You promise all kinds of fun.
But what you don't understand, I'm
land you too much jail time
The old days, when love was real
And it burned in your soul like a moonshine still
The old days, those days are gone
So I
ya like freeze pop, love ya like a milk shake
Love ya like a high school girl on a first date
Love ya like shootin' stars, love ya like a muscle car,
like free money, like a preacher loves Sunday
Love ya like freeze pop, love ya like a milk shake
Love ya like a high school girl on a first date
Love
the old school
88 fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
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