Common

Common - Reminding Me Of Sef lyrics

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[Common]
 Yeah  yeah  what  yeah
 Reminding me of Sef  what?
 Fat fat thick booty  what?
 You say jack that big booty  yo
 He say OOH OH
 I heard the boy he said OOH OH
 The party people he said OOH OH
 Uhh uh uh uhh yo yo yo
 Check it  check it

 Driftin on a memory  brought forth
 from a fifth of Hennesey  as in times
 of eighty nine they envision me
 Warm days and the cold beer chemistry
 Eventually broken up by responsibilities and such
 Sometimes this era mentally I reconstruct
 High school I came out it
 Cats with clout at graduation got they name shouted
 Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the same outfit
 My niggaz be fuckin girls that she hang out with
 Round then Guy came out with, 'Piece of My Love'
 Arguin over if he said, "Dumb bitch"
 Everyday the same old with rainbow, watchin the sun twist
 Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the trunk shit
 Afterparties in Wendy's parkin lot, unfamiliar faces got marked a lot
 Showin off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
 That demo sorta stopped once A.C. got popped

 Chorus: Chantay Savage

 It's remind-ing... mmm whooahhh yeahhh
 It's remind-ing... heyyeahhahh, uh-huh

 [Common]
 Check it
 Before these minds got ahold to some drugs
 and start thinkin they thugs
 We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball club
 Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in free
 Against the wall me and my guys formed a colony, Ron'll be beatin
 Saved my day, dancin on speakers
 Flames snatched I was born this way
 87th Street and Hyde Park was warrin
 Over gossip, Kenwood bras was pourin
 Suited in three-quarter Jordans, pro-models
 and started coach out the back of Beauty Shop Sevalas
 Buy the dope, put my name in they verse, EPMD
 I would quote, stolen leathers I'd sell, like a child of broke
 behind the beat, I took my first shot of Henny
 It hit me in the chest like when them marks shot Benji
 Shame on the girl that left her Fendi around crew
 I'da go through it or, take it, we was bound to
 Travellin like Vice Lords, down to the taste
 Not wantin to bring my lady around crew cause they would snake
 House parties was the lick, behind bars we'd come up
 at em' I did the Hooper dance with my thumbs up

 Chorus

 [Common]
 There go the break
 To get the break go, it go OOH OH
 Yeah, it go OOH OH
 You heard the people they go oh oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh
 Yo, check it, check it

 Nowadays niggaz is fake, like that party at McCormick Place
 I don't draw with em, cause they was born to trace
 At times I contemplate movin to a warmer place
 Then the Lake and skyline, give me a warm embrace
 remindin me of the pointed parties Moe used to mace
 Six deep in the Hyundai bumpin Twilight Tone tapes
 Come home late callin broads hang up on they mother
 If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight each other
 Get a room at the Dunes havin bakeouts
 We'd eat, at Giadonno's and break out
 Then everybody thought that they could spend
 High rollers had the MCM blazer blend
 Girbauds and Guess jeans we was takin in
 Cranes and freight trains we was breakin in
 Tim a be basin Mike down at I.I.T.
 Rememberin numbers depended on how high I'd be
 It's a Deja-Brew, when I see bottles of Gill
 My man Sef passed I feel hollow but still

 Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Relativity

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: One Day It'll All Make Sense (1997)

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