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Screen door slammin', hide and go it Icee from the truck got 5 flavors in it Old folk grinnin', hopscotch skippin' Quarter water sippin', telling jokes trippin' Look at how we livin', you should come and visit The hood like Crooklyn, but I ain't from Brooklyn Knock, knock, zoom, zoom, down the block bookin' Everything was sweet when a dime bought a cookie Stonewashed pants, Adidas shelltoes Tears in your eyes from you tryna pick your fro Street lights on, ghetto running loose Mama calling for us so I gotta chunk the deuce Had roaches in the crib, mouse trap down Every now and then you might hear a gun sound Stay reminecing, damn I miss the 90's LA Gear sneakers, and watching Moesha Dealers on the block with they Glocks and they beepers Watching All That reruns on Nick at Nite The world done changed, it don't feel right We used to stick together, now all we do is fight damn You remember catching lightning bugs outside and shit nigga Watching Nickelodeon and shit nigga, All That Chasing the ice cream truck down the block Remember that shit? NBA Jam, Stretch Armstrong Easy Bake Oven I can go on and on Remember Power Rangers? Remember Captain Planet? Watching Wishbone with my lil' cousin Sammy Saved by the Bell, hidey ho Winslow Blowing in the cartridge of your Super Nintendo Bill Nye the Science Guy's where you got your info Step By Step and TGIF Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, Will Smith, Jazzy Jeff Just to name a few but I got way more left Blowing up balloons 'til I'm running out of breath Celebrity Death Match where they always killed the ref Remember house parties? Remember House Party? Sneak and watching porn where the bullshit started Baddest man hit my hand, telling yo mama jokes Hit the store with food stamps, all of our mamas broke Getting WIC vouchers, bread and them eggs Juicy Juice and peanut butter kept a nigga fed Getting beat with switches til it's welts on your legs Mama tell you that she loves you then she send yo ass to bed Leprechaun from the hood, Tales from the hood Watching Rugrats made my soul feel good Kool-Aid Icee, plastic on the sofa Who love orange soda? Kell love orange soda Goosebump books, make you feel cool Leaving class early cause you're part of Right Moves [?] before the mixtape Waiting by the radio for your song to play Mama made as hell I recorded over her tape Jerry Springer going down, they fighting bout everyday Damn I miss the 90's, in every single way Feel bad cause the new generation don't even play, damn Nigga remember we used to play outside 'til the motherfucking streetlights came on and yo mama yelled down the block like "Dante get your motherfucking ass in this house 'for I beat your ass." Nigga remember gotdamn slapboxing and shit? You smack the shit out of one of your friends and then that nigga go home crying and shit, wanna take his mom back and go in the house and shit. Nigga Friday nights wasn't nobody on the streets nigga, you was at home watching motherfucking TGIF. Step By Step, Family Matters, all that shit nigga, you know what I'm saying? Remember that shit nigga? Home Improvement and shit like that nigga, Rugrats, Recess, you know what I'm saying, Ren and Stimpy nigga, My Cousin Skeeter, Doug, you know what I'm saying Arthur, D.W. what up? You know what I'm saying, all that shit nigga, Power Rangers, you know Wishbone, you know Reading Rainbow all that shit. You know what I'm saying, My Little Lamb and shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Scholastic Book Fairs you know. Man ya'll new school niggas don't know nothing about that ya'll just on the outside of that playing games, and fucking around with ya'll technology, technology babies and shit. But hey, you know what I'm saying? It's all love you know what I'm saying. This for them 80's babies and shit, them early 90's babies and shit
Writer(s): Dante Qushawan Farrar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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