[Verse 1]
Yeah, I remember then
Back in December, it was winter like '89 (Huh)
Shit, I must have been seven goin' on eight
And comin' from the kitchen was an echo from all the bass
And I ain't talkin' 'bout speakers, mm-mm
I saw my daddy in there
And I would stare, but I wouldn't touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
Shit, I just knew too much

[Chorus]
So I stopped bein' lazy (Yeah)
And I became creative (Yeah)
And I learned how to create it
And all that pot's for me (Yeah)
So come see (Yeah, yeah), or come eat

[Verse 2]
And I hope that she is having the ride of her life (Huh)
No red lights in sight (Huh)
Just a bare room with green lights, mm-mm
Come on now, who did you
Where did you, why did you
What did you think she was?
That's your ho
But does her water help your garden grow? No
[Chorus]
Yeah, I know that was crazy (Yeah)
But I think you are more crazier than her
'Cause she is no daisy (Huh)
Shit, she just pottery
With no seeds, so she can't eat

[Verse 3]
My heroes had the broads
And the cars with big ol' rims
And I could remember slangin'
Thinkin', "I wanna be like them"
Yeah, ever since I was little
Ever since I was little, I lived life numb
It made so much sense for me to run
When the 5-0 come 'cause I ain't dumb

[Chorus]
And that shit I hated
Like early '90s, late '80s
I was hustlin' as a baby
You can ask Eagle Street
About me, I'm a G

[Verse 4]
Ever since I was little
Ever since I was little, I tote my gun
'Cause it made no sense where I was from
Mm, to walk around with none
[Chorus]
Shit, n***a, you would be crazy (Haha, huh)
'Cause n***as is crazy (Yeah)
And I'm a '80s baby (Yeah)
You should be proud of me
'Cause in them streets
I'm hot like the '80s (Yeah)
And my temperature's raisin' (Yeah)
I'm at a hundred, I'm blazin' (Yeah)
Somebody shower me
Please, pretty please

[Verse 5]
You can call me Wizzle
Or you can call me Wayne, man, either one
But it's Weezy Baby for your slut
I told her Weezy Baby, I told her more than once

[Chorus]
But she just say baby (Yeah)
She just calls me baby (Yeah)
She just screams out, "Baby"
When she's on top of me
And the sheets be stickin' like pages
And the bed is so stanky
If she say that is my baby
Shit, it is possibly not for me
M.O.E.