Girls Standing Aside (ill fame Remix) - Mariya Pakhomenko

Hey Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Let's go back in the day Hey Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Let's go back in the day Hey (Born in the 80s) Do-doing it again (Raised in the 90s) Do-doing it again (Born in the 80s) Do-doing it again (Raised in the 90s) Let's go back in the day Hey (Born in the 80s) Do-doing it again (Raised in the 90s) Do-doing it again (Born in the 80s) Do-doing it again (Raised in the 90s) Let's go back in the day Born in the 80s Raised in the 90s Skanking out in my Nikey's Old school music in my head Looking back from A to Z Born in the- Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Ey, let's go back in the day Talking Arich jackets and Armarni shades Bacardi Breezer, Becks and the geezers Ben Sherman shirt but blacked-out Filas See me in the rave, Nike and my cap CD UK, Craig David and that Them days there we were doing it again Dream team live in the mix and what about EZ DJ live in the place Baby Ericsson essential headcase East 17, are you from the ends? If we're talking nineties, what about Friends? Friday nights lay soft then Fraser Before I ever was a fabric raver Girls looking good in Gucci loafers Gameboys, Gremlins, Gordon the Gopher Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Do-doing it again Born in the 80s Raised in the 90s Skanking out in my Nikey's Old school music in my head Looking back from A to Z Born in the- Do-doing it again Hoodies with a Hooch and a Helly Hansen Harry Enfield hack it for the mandem I was in my Iceberg with my ice jems ITN was the news back then Justin Case got played on loop My Evisu jeans probably stank of joop Kickers on my feet, kicker on my head Before Majestic I was plain old Kev With a little bit of luck and a little love bug Lonyo went in with the Summer of Love Mission FM and off-key Moschin' See Mighty Moe and Norris the Boss Bass off Nokia 5110 Nickelson Polo with Nike TM's Oxide on the remix of "Oh No!" On my TV, Otis and O-zone Born in the 80s Raised in the 90s Skanking out in my Nikey's Old school music in my head Looking back from A to Z X-men and x files, your XR2 would go for miles YSL shirt or a YSL polo School lunch times, I would master the yo-yo After school, yeah I would watch Zzzap Got into rap 'cause of Zig and Zag Back then when man was a boy That's my A to Z about my moments of joy Born in the 80's Raised in the 90's Born in the 80's Raised in the 90's Let's go back on the day

Measure me in metered lines and one decisive stare The time it takes to get from here to there My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely I am so much better than I used to be Terrified of telephones and shopping malls and knives And drowning in the pools of other lives Rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony Get clobbered on by courtesy In love with love and lousy poetry And I'm leaning on this broken fence Between past and present tense And I'm losing all those stupid games That I swore I'd never play But it almost feels okay Circumnavigate this body of wonder and uncertainty Armed with every precious failure and amateur cartography I'm breathing deep before I spread those maps out on my bedroom floor And I'm leaning on this broken fence Between past and present tense And I'm losing all those stupid games That I swore I'd never play But it feels okay And I'm leaving with goodbye And I'm losing but I'll try With the last ways left to remember, sing My imperfect offering

Hey do you have any black inside you? Would you like some (like some)? Ha, You know you got a right to do whatever you like to Don C we got the right one that right one In the club always the flyest Always got her hands the highest She stopped drinking diet coke She on that coke diet She bat she bat her eyelids That girl is so wired I know she so tired, but ooh she on fiyah Hundred dollar bill look at you look at you A hundred dollar bills this ain't new this ain't new From that Paris Lindsay Britney, Mary-Kate and Whit-ney People say that they clean motherfucker don't bullshit me All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom You left your nigga home You said you at your sister's You and your girlfriends' wrong You in here taking pictures You ain't gotta tell us You spending daddy's cash Your girlfriend's jealous You got the fattest ass One down to pee, one trying to leave It's hot as fuck but you just dying to ski It's clear as black and white, like a fat panda Your brain is Magic City Your nose is Atlanta I said think about your future You can't do that tomorrow But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR You like "Hey Pharrell I ain't trying to kill your mood But I can do the Star Trak sign see, killa dude" Now she got high hopes Just to say hi to us She want the high life She like them higher ups She know we high rollin' She know it's high stakes That's why she high speedin', out on that highway She say she high maintenance She say she high fashion She say she high priced I think she high cappin' She had her high heels, I had my high tops Sippin' a Hi-C, eatin' a Hydrox I asked her how it feel up on this high rise She said this high score this was the high lie She got her hi-Pod bumpin' her hi-Tunes This higher education welcome to high school Like I got a crown made of powder Everybody knows who the king of the coke flow be All I hear is oh ki every line is oh ki All you rappers okey dokey Nigga you don't paint pictures I paint miracles on you niggas And dime 'ye speedy bag bitches Buy and sell I can accomodate your clientele Shamu weight motherfucker breaks your scales P to the usha, with a name like that what you look for More less like P with the up Hit me on the bat phone if you want it cooked up Ride with me, as I'm switchin lane to lane In my play clothes as I'm grippin' grain In a hail of bullets how I write my name Whether soft or hard motherfucker 'caine is 'caine