| Turn the lights down low, get in the moment
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| Get my Chick Taylors on, lace em
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| How we used to run back then
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| We talkin' 9−3 9−4 eleven years ol' man
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| 80's baby not like this old niggas
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| 8-bit Nintendo, now we switching (switch)
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| It’s the new shit, that super Nintendo
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| That Super Tennis, that Super Mario
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| Older niggas they just can’t catch the feelin'
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| You know the Street Fighter shit imma kill em'
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| Look at the smile on the kid but on the inside
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| Surrounded by issues they stuck right with him like
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| Mom is cryin', pops is gone
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| What the fuck is goin' on cops breakin' down the door
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| Lookin' blaze, lookin' hoes
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| They got dogs with em', now they sniffin' my clothes
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| But still it goes on
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| Imma imma imma imma 80's babe-baby, imma 80's babe-baby
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| Imma imma imma 80's babe-baby imma 80's babe-baby
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| On the regular we got fiends in the house
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| Cause it’s so damn hard to kick family out
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| And it’s so damn hard to kick those type of habits to the side
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| When all they do is stick to you
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| Glue, best ??? |
| aluminum cans shit had to change
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| We talkin' Transformers
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| Leave the shit outside like legwarmers
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| We already seen too much of that
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| Twelve years old, my brother sixteen
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| Buggin' me, he can really go places
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| But it seems so racist, mean I can tell ya for colour
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| Like you can’t have one without the other
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| Like bread without butter (no)
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| So we pickin' upp a lucy instead (ooh)
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| Only fuck what you think was right or wrong
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| I didn’t think about it 'til I headed home
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| Sut still it goes on
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| Imma imma imma 80's babe-baby imma 80's babe-baby x2
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| Still got issues, mums gettin' sicker
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| In and out of hospitals, the rent’s due nigga
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| Luckily she got her back on her feet
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| Around the same time my brother back on the street
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| Slangin' that weed and yay so heavy
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| There’s no option we gotta get paid at the mon' man
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| Take it back to the 80's, push it to the limit
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| Shit was so crazy man yeah
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| More colorful than I could ever depict
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| With crayons and whitepaper
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| I’m talkin' neon lights, I got the high top fade
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| Plus some pumps on my feet, make the cypher complete
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| Imma 80's baby man
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| Imma imma imma 80's babe-baby imma 80's babe-baby x2
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| Ahehe there’s no option we gotta get paid |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 80's Baby , by - Adam Tensta. Song from the album It's A Tensta Thing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп