Oliver Francis - 1992 lyrics

Look at her butt
Tunchi

I felt you in my legs before I ever met you
And when I laid beside you
For the first time
I told you
I feel you in my heart and
I don't even know you

Now we're saying bye
Bye, bye
Now we're saying bye
Bye, bye

I was nineteen
Call me
I was nineteen
Call me

King of rap, I can bet my money on that
Can't face the facts that a
Young guy killin' shit
Give me another shot and I'ma
Come with my mask on
Seen a lot of growth since I
Came with the Vans song
Now it's '09 and I'm runnin'
With the Based God
Fire in my eyes, mix my soul with the napalm
Mix and master, all I need is dro and one mic
One pad, one pen, iPod, dim lights
Feelin' like a plane when it's
Up and it's in flight
Dressing everyday like I'm dead
With the pinstripe
This a few things that show
That I'm the rawest
Spend the cash everyday so
I'm ballin' like Spalding
Want beef
Like six I’ll have you baldin' like Baldwin
Your favorite rapper out
I'ma lay 'em in a coffin
No talkin' when I'm talkin'
Cause it's legend
Pay attention
Only time I sat in class was
When I'm serving a detention
I fuck with Soulja Boy
Fuck with, fuck with- (Tunchi)
Fuck with Soulja Boy
Fuck with, fuck with- (Tunchi, Tunchi)
Fuck with Soulja Boy
Fuck with, fuck with Soulja Boy
Fuck with Soulja Boy
Fuck with, fuck with Soulja Boy

I was nineteen
Call me
I was nineteen
Call me
I was nineteen
Call me
I was nineteen
Call me