Lyrics:
We used to sleep all day and talk all night
Stay up by the TV light (oh, oh)
When your baby teeth ain't milky white
Wipe the stardust from your eyes
Say you're mine
Baby only one more time
It's like music in my ears
Tonight
I see everything rewind
By looking in your eyes
Pretty girl would you
that one)
Double skit (wait a minute, that's you)
Mase skit (hold on, hold on, wait, that's me)
Pos skit (you mean my man with the specs?)
Dub skit
They want me to take it back to the 1990's
Back to the grunge and the grimy
Where shiny gold chains were inviting
And jean size fit both sides
cover up the moans by turnin' up my stereo
(Did you do it?) You know I did it
(Did you do it?) You know I did it
(Did you do it?) You know I did it
another espresso
And there's a chick in the coffee shop who's caught my eye
But she never talks to me when I walk by
So I sit there and I cool it and I'm
1990's
You late, homeboy I kept them 19's shiny
Killa, easy
[Chorus]
I came a long way from getting hanged by a white jury
Look at my neck, all
baby by
Maybe I'm better off alone, keep me in my zone
Nights roam, white Patron, GT in my chrome
Alien phone home, E.T. in my throne
I achieve what
as they let me rub it
And in a week's span, my homey Freak-Man
Sinks into so much pussy we should call him Quik-sand
(Last hoe was done by the true
raining revolution
It's raining revolution
It's raining revolution
Lost between reality and psychology. 1990's mentality is described
By the honorable
revolution
Lost between reality and psychology, 1990's mentality is described
By the honorable truth message which is 'True Knowledge Is So Priceless'
I escape from the world
To show niggaz that my style is superb
For what it's worth I'm gettin off planet Earth
but I gotta redefine gravity
is a fucking gamble Imma keep placing bets
Imma make it to the top that's a million dollar bet
I need a check
Make it to the top, baby that's my goal
From some niggas
Who really don't give a fuck
1990-sick up on this album all you snitches duck
Blaw!
Triple gold knack off
Be holdin my tire
sister like 1990s Halle Berry
So excited for her and I to tie the knot
Be one of them couples that smile a lot
So you can imagine how I felt when my lady
I cut another tree down to pass the time
While I watch a lifetime pass me by
Looking back on old days, glassy-eyed
Watching years go, like my
Wasnt tripping I was kicking it with Wifey
She between a double-nickel and a dime piece
Harlem garden grew God all of them
Surprised by all this cuz now
Ok got the noughties(year 2000s) and nighties (1990s) nine to it mix it with my ting(thing) got some magic aha mmm ok ok Mm ok ok Mm ok ok Mm ok yo
(It's hot)
You're out of breath when you squat
To look me in the eyes and say: "I want that espresso shot" (Ooh)
"Make that a double!"
"Baby, don't you
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
Vegas (West coast baby)
I love my city
I love my city
I love my city
I love my city
I love San Diego
I love this feeling
I love my city
I love my city
And more
You are
My espresso
I need you
In the morning
I need you
Before anything
Espresso
Be my coffee baby
Be my coffee
Be my coffee baby
Be my coffee
Be
on her breast
I done been there and did it (I done been there and did it)
Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted
1990-Raw I showed you
(Chorus: 2x)
(Ice Cube)
what's yo name baby?
[Verse 2]
that's right, my name is Yo-Yo, but know I'm not a dunkin
As I rap, chilly chill bringin
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