man I wish I was a kid
thinkin bout the third grade
back in 96 in my Michael Jordan jersey
French fries curly, cool wit it, raisin tamagachis
Dick 3 and a half, the same as a floppy
Nerf guns loaded and we shootin at y'all mafuckas
We aint getting hos, but we getting soda
And we was fuckin wit the swag of da fresh prince
Aint nuthin like when you had mad tokens left
In that arcade ballin
Watchin tickets fallin
Pegging stupid bitches in the muthafuckin ball pit
Landline callin
chillin at the mall
and if this the type of shit that you recall well then
chorus:
lemme hear you shout (yeah lemme hear you shout yall)
if you grew up in the 90's (if you grew up in the 90's)
then you know what I'm about (then you know what I'm about y'all)
don't cha wish we could rewind it (don't you wish we could rewind it)
I wish we could, man I really miss it
Cuz we having fun all day
Slept all night
Best ten years of our whole damn lives
Blowin on a cartridge, lotta fucking farting
I would give it all up, if I could restart it
verse 2
sittin on the school bus
flippin thru some goosebumps
a minute till I'm shittin out the school lunch
wanna know what cool was?
starter jackets, jock jams, and pop rocks
sega in ma room, baby boom shaka laka lotta
slammers in my pocket, flippin them pogs and
I knew every modem noise in ma aol login
On that Oregon Trail
Wit Keenan & Kell
I was jerkin off daily, TRL
But that Saved by the Bell
Was on some fuckin hot shit
OJ to jail, oh wait that glove did not fit
Short shorts stockton
Beanie baby profits
And NBA on NBC if you remember watching
chorus:
lemme hear you shout (yeah lemme hear you shout yall)
if you grew up in the 90's (if you grew up in the 90's)
then you know what I'm about (then you know what I'm about y'all)
don't cha wish we could rewind it (don't you wish we could rewind it)
I wish we could, man I really miss it
Cuz we having fun all day
Slept all night
Best ten years of our whole damn lives
Blowin on a cartridge, lotta fucking farting
I would give it all up, if I could restart it
Verse 3 2
remember getting greeted wit scholastic magz
I hated it reading but it made me need dat shit so bad
and we was spinnin that bottle, deprude hos
winning full throttle, Nintendo
switch the flow up, getting donuts
fruit roll ups, wishin we could be a grown up
bein so dumb, fuckin wit the kid, call me Lil Dicky Griffey
and ma koosh balls big, man I think I had 50
love those mentos ads
there were ten boy bands
I had ten ring pops on ma hands
Plus I love that nick at night night time
kicks had lights
Shine brighter than some tights when they was tag team fightin
Shout out to Topanga
Fuck you know bout jenga?
Best head ever from a pez dispenser
Chorus
Outro
Original song - Let me take you out by Bryan J and Travis Porter. Buy it below on itunes.
