Nas

Nas - Remember The Times songtekst

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[Nas]

I think I can remember some...



Brenda the back-bender used to have me in the twister

Grabbed her up and left her at the Buena Vista

Chelsea used to tell me choke her while I stroke her

Stuck a Heineken bottle up in the ass, a real joker

Used to run my bubble bath, tons of laughs, sexy chick

Mad skills, she used to try to eat my excrement

Used to play Atari 1200, baby-sitter made me kiss her

Put hickeys on her stomach

Toya was a tomboy 'til we played catch a screw

Had her out past her curfew, Sheila had this perfume

that drove a nigga wild, was a child then, Gertrude

used to put my face in her crotch

Spun my tongue around in a circle while she watched

Eiserea knew I was a player, brought Fatima, loud screamer

While I blew clouds of reefer, they sucked juice out my uretha

While Marvin Gaye pumped from the speaker



[Chorus]

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, and all the wild things I used to do

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

Remembering the times it was on my mind, but none of them could touch you



[Nas]

Was only scared of them STDs, syphilis, VD and herpes

Daffy Duck-lookin' bitch burnt me, correction

Urinary tract infection, what I got for no protection

Was a horny dog, mornings waking up with a log

Dick stuck to my draws, wet dreams in the mind

Of a one-of-a-kind sex fiend, Justine was luscious wanna cuff us when fucked us

Me and her best friend, this thick Texan named Tamika, English teacher

Wedding ring on finger, bent her big ass over the fold-out sofa

The weather was cold and Loretta would throw on nothing but a thong

Under the coat and

Put a show on just to show me she loved me

She would undress and wait in zero below weather

In slippers and a sun dress for me to arrive

Kept a freak in the ride with her head in my lap, the steering wheel's high



[Chorus]

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, and all the wild things I used to do

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

Remembering the times it was on my mind, but none of them could touch you



[Nas]

Thank God I got bank god, so fuck pimpin'

Fuck broke condoms, pills and penicillin

Abortion clinics, I was one of the best who did it

Lesbian shit, wheelchair girls and midgets

Twin sisters, cousins, mothers and daughters, some wasn't no quarters

Long chin, some with funny odors

Long blond weaves, overweight, cottage cheese

Some I paid college fees, then they strip tease

And it's sad I don't remember great times that made me drool

And the sex gave me flashbacks when I was like eww

Mature with it now dog, here's the side of Nas

Principles are lined up, things prioritized

Se mamma I left that alone, faded memories, the reason that I'm grown

It'd be senseless for us to lie about our old experiences, no longer

are we tempted



[Chorus]

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

(now we could properly begin this)

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, and all the wild things I used to do

Remember the times I hung with the dimes, remember the times I fucked a few

Remembering the times it was on my mind, but none of them could touch you



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