Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, I remember then Back in December, it was winter like '89 (Huh) Shit, I must have been seven goin' on eight And comin' from the kitchen was an echo from all the bass And I ain't talkin' 'bout speakers, mm-mm I saw my daddy in there And I would stare, but I wouldn't touch But it wasn't because I didn't know enough Shit, I just knew too much [Chorus] So I stopped bein' lazy (Yeah) And I became creative (Yeah) And I learned how to create it And all that pot's for me (Yeah) So come see (Yeah, yeah), or come eat [Verse 2] And I hope that she is having the ride of her life (Huh) No red lights in sight (Huh) Just a bare room with green lights, mm-mm Come on now, who did you Where did you, why did you What did you think she was? That's your ho But does her water help your garden grow? No [Chorus] Yeah, I know that was crazy (Yeah) But I think you are more crazier than her 'Cause she is no daisy (Huh) Shit, she just pottery With no seeds, so she can't eat [Verse 3] My heroes had the broads And the cars with big ol' rims And I could remember slangin' Thinkin', "I wanna be like them" Yeah, ever since I was little Ever since I was little, I lived life numb It made so much sense for me to run When the 5-0 come 'cause I ain't dumb [Chorus] And that shit I hated Like early '90s, late '80s I was hustlin' as a baby You can ask Eagle Street About me, I'm a G [Verse 4] Ever since I was little Ever since I was little, I tote my gun 'Cause it made no sense where I was from Mm, to walk around with none [Chorus] Shit, nigga, you would be crazy (Haha, huh) 'Cause niggas is crazy (Yeah) And I'm a '80s baby (Yeah) You should be proud of me 'Cause in them streets I'm hot like the '80s (Yeah) And my temperature's raisin' (Yeah) I'm at a hundred, I'm blazin' (Yeah) Somebody shower me Please, pretty please [Verse 5] You can call me Wizzle Or you can call me Wayne, man, either one But it's Weezy Baby for your slut I told her Weezy Baby, I told her more than once [Chorus] But she just say baby (Yeah) She just calls me baby (Yeah) She just screams out, "Baby" When she's on top of me And the sheets be stickin' like pages And the bed is so stanky If she say that is my baby Shit, it is possibly not for me M.O.E.