[00:00.000] 作词 : Lonnie Lynn/A. Craig
[00:00.289] 作曲 : Lonnie Lynn/A. Craig
[00:00.578][Common]
[00:02.354]Yeah, yeah, what, yeah
[00:10.186]Reminding me of Sef, what?
[00:11.873]Fat fat thick booty, what?
[00:13.628]You say jack that big booty, yo
[00:16.210]He say OOH OH
[00:18.458]I heard the boy he said OOH OH
[00:21.074]The party people he said OOH OH
[00:23.730]Uhh uh uh uhh yo yo yo
[00:25.737]Check it, check it
[00:27.169]Driftin on a memory, brought forth
[00:29.273]from a fifth of Hennesey, as in times
[00:32.035]of eighty-nine they envision me
[00:33.634]Warm days and the cold beer chemistry
[00:36.115]Eventually broken up by responsibilities and such
[00:39.809]Sometimes this era mentally I reconstruct
[00:42.353]High school I came out it
[00:44.465]Cats with clout at graduation got they name shouted
[00:46.977]Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the same outfit
[00:50.035]My nigga be ****in girls that she hang out wit
[00:52.705]Round then Guy came out with, 'Piece of My Love'
[00:55.601]Arguin over if he said, "Dumb bitch
[00:57.569]Everyday the same old with rainbow, watchin the sun twist
[01:00.777]Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the trunk ****
[01:03.649]Afterparties in Wendy's parkin lot, unfamiliar faces got marked a lot
[01:07.793]Showin off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
[01:10.513]That demo sorta stopped once A.C. got popped
[01:13.945][Chorus: Chantay Savage]
[01:16.185]It's remind-ing... mmm whooahhh yeahhh
[01:21.105]It's remind-ing... heyyeahhahh, uh-huh
[01:30.953][Common]
[01:31.297]Check it
[01:35.233]Before these minds got ahold to some drugs
[01:36.905]and start thinkin they thugs
[01:38.020]We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball club
[01:40.385]Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in free
[01:42.801]Against the wall me and my guys formed a colony, Ron'll be beatin
[01:46.161]Saved my day, dancin on speakers
[01:48.333]Flames snatched I was born this way
[01:50.265]87th Street and Hyde Park was warrin
[01:52.707]Over gossip, Kenwood bras was pourin
[01:55.257]Suited in three-quarter Jordans, pro-models
[01:57.952]and started coach out the back of Beauty Shop Sevalas
[02:00.600]Buy the shit, put my name in they verse, EPM
[02:03.616]I would quote, stolen leathers I'd sell, like a child of broke
[02:06.776]behind the beat, I took my first shot of Henny
[02:08.544]It hit me in the chest like when them marks shot Benji
[02:12.152]Shame on the girl that left her Fendi around crew
[02:14.728]I'da go through it or, take it, we was bound to
[02:17.481]Travellin like Vice Lords, down to the taste
[02:19.740]Not wantin to bring my lady around crew cause they would snake
[02:22.568]House parties was the lick, behind bars we'd come up
[02:25.416]at em' I did the Hooper dance with my thumbs up
[02:27.786][Chorus]
[02:28.008][Common]
[02:48.504]There go the break
[02:51.216]To get the break go, it go OOH OH
[02:52.200]Yeah, it go OOH OH
[02:54.024]You heard the people they go oh oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh
[02:57.144]Yo, check it, check it
[02:59.312]Nowadays niggas is fake, like that party at McCormick Plac
[03:02.052]I don't draw with em, cause they was born to trace
[03:04.833]At times I contemplate movin to a warmer place
[03:07.208]Then the Lake and skyline, give me a warm embrace
[03:09.896]remindin me of the pointed parties Moe used to mace
[03:12.648]Six deep in the Hyundai bumpin Twilight Tone tapes
[03:15.367]Come home late callin broads hang up on they mother
[03:17.912]If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight each other
[03:20.728]Get a room at the Dunes havin bakeouts
[03:22.984]We'd eat, at Giadonno's and break out
[03:25.320]Then everybody thought that they could spend
[03:28.088]High rollers had the MCM blazer blend
[03:29.927]Girbauds and Guess jeans we was takin in
[03:32.623]Cranes and freight trains we was breakin in
[03:35.655]Tim a be basin Mike down at I.I.T.
[03:37.983]Rememberin numbers depended on how high I'd be
[03:40.740]It's a Deja-Brew, when I see bottles of Gill
[03:43.551]My man Sef passed I feel hollow but still
[03:50.631]

作词 : Lonnie Lynn/A. Craig
作曲 : Lonnie Lynn/A. Craig
Yeah, yeah, what, yeah
Reminding me of Sef, what?
Fat fat thick booty, what?
You say jack that big booty, yo
He say OOH OH
I heard the boy he said OOH OH
The party people he said OOH OH
Uhh uh uh uhh yo yo yo
Check it, check it
Driftin on a memory, brought forth
from a fifth of Hennesey, as in times
of eighty-nine they envision me
Warm days and the cold beer chemistry
Eventually broken up by responsibilities and such
Sometimes this era mentally I reconstruct
High school I came out it
Cats with clout at graduation got they name shouted
Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the same outfit
My nigga be ****in girls that she hang out wit
Round then Guy came out with, 'Piece of My Love'
Arguin over if he said, "Dumb bitch
Everyday the same old with rainbow, watchin the sun twist
Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the trunk ****
Afterparties in Wendy's parkin lot, unfamiliar faces got marked a lot
Showin off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
That demo sorta stopped once A.C. got popped
It's remind-ing... mmm whooahhh yeahhh
It's remind-ing... heyyeahhahh, uh-huh
Check it
Before these minds got ahold to some drugs
and start thinkin they thugs
We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball club
Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in free
Against the wall me and my guys formed a colony, Ron'll be beatin
Saved my day, dancin on speakers
Flames snatched I was born this way
87th Street and Hyde Park was warrin
Over gossip, Kenwood bras was pourin
Suited in three-quarter Jordans, pro-models
and started coach out the back of Beauty Shop Sevalas
Buy the shit, put my name in they verse, EPM
I would quote, stolen leathers I'd sell, like a child of broke
behind the beat, I took my first shot of Henny
It hit me in the chest like when them marks shot Benji
Shame on the girl that left her Fendi around crew
I'da go through it or, take it, we was bound to
Travellin like Vice Lords, down to the taste
Not wantin to bring my lady around crew cause they would snake
House parties was the lick, behind bars we'd come up
at em' I did the Hooper dance with my thumbs up

There go the break
To get the break go, it go OOH OH
Yeah, it go OOH OH
You heard the people they go oh oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh
Yo, check it, check it
Nowadays niggas is fake, like that party at McCormick Plac
I don't draw with em, cause they was born to trace
At times I contemplate movin to a warmer place
Then the Lake and skyline, give me a warm embrace
remindin me of the pointed parties Moe used to mace
Six deep in the Hyundai bumpin Twilight Tone tapes
Come home late callin broads hang up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight each other
Get a room at the Dunes havin bakeouts
We'd eat, at Giadonno's and break out
Then everybody thought that they could spend
High rollers had the MCM blazer blend
Girbauds and Guess jeans we was takin in
Cranes and freight trains we was breakin in
Tim a be basin Mike down at I.I.T.
Rememberin numbers depended on how high I'd be
It's a Deja-Brew, when I see bottles of Gill
My man Sef passed I feel hollow but still