Ohh La La La
Oh Lalalala lalala, oh lalalala Oh Lalalala, lalala
Oh Lalalala lalala oh lalalala
Oh Lalalala lalala, Oh Lalalala lalala oh lalalala
Reminiscing about my childhood
Remember when I used to hop up on my bike and head to Wildwood
I went to Millwood but I was raised In Park Estates though
Was supposed to go to Douglas of my granny pulled some strings bro
That was back in Middle School 7th grade
You had a problem, we can go to the bathroom and catch a fade
Remember them days little bad ass kids
I sit and laugh about the shit that we did
Thought we was wrong but we wasn't though
High school starting fucking hoes kicking doors getting doe
You know how the game go
Played football I was good at it
But a young nigga with the bad habits
Could have went D1 but I was failing all my classes
Getting suspended and shit young hard-headed Nigga
Acting like I do but don't know shit
As I sit and reminisce about back in the day
When I was young I'm not a kid no more
Oh Lalalalala, oh lalalala
Oh lalala lalala Oh Lalalala, lalalala
Lalalala Oh lalala lalala, Lalalalala
Lalalalala Oh lalala lalala, lalala lalala
Lalala, Lalalalala lalalalala, lalalalala
I admit I was a kid when I had my first
Kid went to college had a full scholarship
But a nigga jumped ship move back to the city damn they killed K-Swiss
Mind on some other shit baby mama just gave birth to little Chris
Could not get a job I was out here hitting licks
Getting fast money quick on some crash dummy shit
Trying to get a little bit baby mama used to say I wasn't shit
I admit back then I wasn't shit
I was in the streets with The Clique
Did a lot of shit but I never got caught
Riding around with a pound trying to get it off
You can hit me up tell me what you need
I got that shit with no seeds
I ain't been home in a week I've been Thuggin in the streets
My baby mama won't even let me come see my seeds
Because I sell a little weed
Oh Lalalalala, oh lalalala, Oh lalala lalala
Oh Lalalala, lalalala, lalalala Oh lalala lalala
Lalalalala, lalalalala Oh lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala, Lalalalala
Lalalalala, lalalalala
Oh Lalalala lalala oh lalalala
Oh Lalalala lalala, Oh Lalalala lalala oh lalalala
Reminiscing about my childhood
Remember when I used to hop up on my bike and head to Wildwood
I went to Millwood but I was raised In Park Estates though
Was supposed to go to Douglas of my granny pulled some strings bro
That was back in Middle School 7th grade
You had a problem, we can go to the bathroom and catch a fade
Remember them days little bad ass kids
I sit and laugh about the shit that we did
Thought we was wrong but we wasn't though
High school starting fucking hoes kicking doors getting doe
You know how the game go
Played football I was good at it
But a young nigga with the bad habits
Could have went D1 but I was failing all my classes
Getting suspended and shit young hard-headed Nigga
Acting like I do but don't know shit
As I sit and reminisce about back in the day
When I was young I'm not a kid no more
Oh Lalalalala, oh lalalala
Oh lalala lalala Oh Lalalala, lalalala
Lalalala Oh lalala lalala, Lalalalala
Lalalalala Oh lalala lalala, lalala lalala
Lalala, Lalalalala lalalalala, lalalalala
I admit I was a kid when I had my first
Kid went to college had a full scholarship
But a nigga jumped ship move back to the city damn they killed K-Swiss
Mind on some other shit baby mama just gave birth to little Chris
Could not get a job I was out here hitting licks
Getting fast money quick on some crash dummy shit
Trying to get a little bit baby mama used to say I wasn't shit
I admit back then I wasn't shit
I was in the streets with The Clique
Did a lot of shit but I never got caught
Riding around with a pound trying to get it off
You can hit me up tell me what you need
I got that shit with no seeds
I ain't been home in a week I've been Thuggin in the streets
My baby mama won't even let me come see my seeds
Because I sell a little weed
Oh Lalalalala, oh lalalala, Oh lalala lalala
Oh Lalalala, lalalala, lalalala Oh lalala lalala
Lalalalala, lalalalala Oh lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala, Lalalalala
Lalalalala, lalalalala
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Kemp
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Other Album Tracks
- They ask who am I (feat. Glenjamin the Great)
- Ohh La La La
- The hustle (feat. Vokal Gold)
- Cant sleep at night (feat. Koinz Figero)
- Ghetto Blues (feat. Cortney Lachelle')
- You so beautiful (feat. Jabee & Phil Lea)
- Say no more (feat. Ekco)
- Thug love (feat. LilSouth)
- At the moment (feat. Steph Simon, SoufWessDes & Tony Foster Jr)
- Dear pops (feat. Tony Foster Jr)
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