It was a fine day in the fifth grade when Mary May let Bobby walk her home from school. He had her books in hand, and he was listening to every word she
Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose Cause when the music comes in, the beat starts thumpin And I'm the only man to keep the girlies high jumpin
remember if i have on any underwear i get up and walk away i never even knew this stuff was here the twirling music, the games, the money this commune
call it? Mortars I drive forward Sandstorms make my eyes water Skull is a submarine hull Dolphin phones screen calls from places as far away as A.G.C.
Chic jean pants At the High School Dance She just let it all hang Bootin' it over, makin' that ass swang The DJ was from New Orleans, the music was hype
One] Yo, I think this time I've found a shorty for me We talk a lot, take walks a lot, she doesn't bore me In fact she won't ignore me when I'm speakin music
no way, uh-uh, forget it" There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts And when I walked into school, it
shit didn't pop Right away they got caught slippin And Mike really started trippin After a couple months he droped out of school Now we all day kickin
that done get shot From at least about five years ago when I was in junior high goin to Marshall The homey use to come up to the school and rock and
walked away with the Grammy Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight Zone D.A. on a case like Sherlock Holmes My old high school sweetheart started sniffin
on Into a time that we've all seen on High the memory carry on While the moments start to linger Sail away among your dreams The strength regains us
!! [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Shawty was so real back in '96 Before the big life all the ice and all the bricks Was small time grindin', high school rhymin'
M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music) [Rick Ross - Chorus] My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high
-M-M-Maybach Music, Maybach Music) [Rick Ross - Chorus] My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high
Maybach Music, Maybach Music) [Rick Ross - Chorus] My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!) My Jordans high
put on those headphones and just listened As the murals on my wall turned to kingdom from a prison I hear them singing [Chorus:] Keep your head up high Keep mine deep in the ground Hide away
fields plowed under. Cigarettes, Southern Comfort with your friends behind the bleachers it?s my first dance. He?s gonna beat it in the high school gym