Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do You Remember?, artist - Moose. Album song . . . XYZ, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Do You Remember? |
| Oooohhh… yeah yeah |
| Hands in the sky |
| And put 'em up hiiigh. |
| (2X) |
| Gimme reason why |
| If it’s your thing that ain’t workin then you improvise |
| Why… it's me… you hate… that's genocide |
| Everytime I’m in a vibe it’s me that they criticize |
| But everytime they in a ride it’s my song they memorize |
| The richer get richer the poorer get poorer |
| See I’m here to save the city like Sodom and Gomorrah |
| Got a order I’m awaitin from a 404, my aura’s not the Torah |
| Plus I’m jazzy like Norah |
| See my codi call me wodi, and don’t even know me |
| I been around the world man without a roadie |
| See I’m classic like a Audi |
| Save the game like a goalie |
| Got my Rollie, olie, so you can call me holy rollie |
| You don’t know what you’re in for, don’t do no endo |
| I’m not tintin' my windows |
| I’m not duckin' no bimbos |
| I’m saying 'N-O' to the nymphos |
| You got something to say, then send your memo |
| Do you remember how it used to be |
| Back in '96 when I made ya move ya feet |
| The feelin’s back so get up out your seat |
| Let’s do it again and again and again |
| Yea yea yea yea |
| Now it was this bounce, that opened up a Swiss account |
| If you get this, you guaranteed for this amount |
| Now can we pause for a minute, under the authentic |
| See I ain’t said a word and you’re already in it |
| See money is my linen, I get it as long as they print it |
| I tell ya that far, invest in Nascar |
| I leave the streets smokin' like brand new black tar |
| Girls… put stickeys everywhere my ass are |
| Silver horsey on the back, is this a fast car? |
| Yellow ice on Sunday, pink on a Monday |
| White ice, Six Flags, family on a fun day |
| Know much about a Hyundai, if you wanna come stay |
| We kick it, beat ticket, make on a one-way |
| Now what they gon' say? |
| I don’t need it? |
| They don’t really tell the truth, man they life was defeated |
| They quite conceited |
| They rockin' all that ice that’s treated |
| I wrote a book about it, like to read it, huh, huh, huh, huh? |
| (Say ohhhh… yeah yeah |
| Hands in the sky, and put 'em high.) 2X |
| Uh uh |
| Engine in the back, no roof-top |
| Feet on gas, with no need for cash, oo oo oooh |
| Trunk in the front, I make a million in a month like pumps in the bumps |
| You know Mason be that very fellow that bring canary yellow |
| Hand, so heavy, that it’s hard to say hello |
| I’m somethin' you got to have like strawberry Jell-o |
| Same jewellery in the hood cause I ain’t scared of the ghetto |
| You know it |
| (Say ohhhh… yeah yeah |
| Hands in the sky, and put 'em high.) 2X |