Merkules, E-40 - 1980 lyrics

Uh, huh somethin' classic, somethin' special
Eng

Take a look at the queen with a crown on
What a tight squeeze, could
You please, turn around, ma?
Pose for the pics
Say "cheese" for the camera
I got what you need
Take the keys to the Jaguar
Champagne in the tub, girl
I can't get enough
I just wanna turn all that pain into love
I promise I would never drag
Your name through the mud
And I love it when you do
That little thing with your tongue
She my wife, but she better yet, my homie
See the pink face on the Presidential Rollie
Best thing I ever did was when I
Let her get to know me
Said as long as you with me
Then you ain't never gettin' lonely
PJs to Belize just for somethin' to do
I feel a different kind of high
When I'm fuckin' with you
All these other girls trippin' and
Got somethin' to prove
Baby, you my ride or die
Ain't got nothin' to lose, yeah

Baby, you the baddest in the room
And you ain't gotta try too hard
Baby, you the baddest in the room
And you ain't gotta try too hard

Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
(Ayy, Merk) she got class like it's 1980
(Lemme spit some')

My significant other
She knew I wasn't a sucka
She knew that I was the one and
She knew that I kept a gun
It was game involved when my money was small
Didn't take but a second to make it get tall
A lot of these suckas ain't in reality
They think it's 'bout money
But, it's really 'bout personality
Gotta do your job right, gotta lay pipe
Gotta get it crackin' in the
Middle of the night
Even when I'm wrong, I'm right, right?
Happy wife, happy life, aight?
Raised from the gravel, the concrete jungle
The surface
Where they boost and they rob and
They dip and steal people purses
No justice, just casualty
Dirty police brutality
I'm for my people, a soldier
I'm for my culture
Tryna play my position now that I'm older
(Biatch)

Baby, you the baddest in the room
And you ain't gotta try too hard
Baby, you the baddest in the room
And you ain't gotta try too hard

Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980
Swear to God that you drive me crazy
She got class like it's 1980