Lyrics
It was black books, we were so free and wild
back to party
and then grinding the slides in the boondocks
fat booming cassettes when the box rocks
And then grinding the slides in the boondocks, it was mixtapes
it was mixtapes
cause time went gold in 89
Sparklers and halls of fame, it was basketball and smoking pot, it was ladybug
It was sleepover parties, it was getting tattoos
We were so free and wild, humbug and butterfly Kemo, we was rocking the club on the drop
And then grinding the slides in the boondocks, it was def jam jokes and delirious
Cause our magic was strong and mysterious, cause our magic was strong and mysterious
It was basketball and smoking pot, it was hip-hop and jungle and reggae live Kemo, and then grinding the slides in the boondocks
All them old folks complain and fearing us, it was getting tattoos
It was trips to the dam for the strong weed, time to build a spliff
It was happiness, and kept it live through 95
It was big-checkered shirts over long sleeves, fat booming cassettes when the box rocks
we was rocking the club on the drop
But you can t change the way that i feel about time, it was getting tattoos Pure, fat booming cassettes when the box rocks
Fat booming cassettes when the box rocks, it was two-wheel and three-wheel and four-wheel drive
fresh prince
It was def jam jokes and delirious, it was party Kemo, it was zig zag papers
Karmacoma style, humbug and butterfly Gold, and pushing down the pedal till the motor s hot
It was big-checkered shirts over long sleeves, respect vibes, fly like mike
it was getting tattoos
it was two-wheel and three-wheel and four-wheel drive
Smoking cigarettes, and then grinding the slides in the boondocks Kemo, sparklers and halls of fame
it was getting tattoos
It was sleepover parties, it was zig zag papers
It was black books, smoking cigarettes Gold, it was party
it was hip-hop and jungle and reggae live
all them old folks complain and fearing us