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stu stone - memory lane lyrics

[intro: ?]
i saw dirty hands, matt! haha!
yeah! stu stone!
[?]
hahaha! yeah!
yeah!

[verse 1: stu stone]
just sittin’ here, seems the weed got the best of me
got my mind windin’, find i’m on a trip down memory lane
just sittin’ here, thinkin’ ’bout the past
pull out a school photo, i’m the shortest in the class
used to play hockey on the block, play hookey for the day
get nookie from sha’nae, came from around the way
smoked cigarettes, made us feel older
paid top dollar for the trapper keeper folder
see your math teacher and give her the cold shoulder
told her you was gonna make it big when you’re taller
how you a baller, that’s when she sent you to the hall+er
next thing you know, your mom gets a caller
now you’re grounded, no nintendo
you say you got atari? that sh+t’s pretend+o
now the end+o, just about out
so imma roll another one and get back on route

[hook: ?, stu stone, and both]
trip down memory lane
take a trip down memory lane (memory lane)
and realize it just ain’t the same (ain’t the same)
remind us just where you come from (uh, uh)
time to take a look at what you’ve become (yes, you)
take a trip down memory lane (memory lane)
and realize it just ain’t the same (ain’t the same)
remind you where you come from (uh, uh)
time to take a look at what you’ve become (yes, you)

[verse 2: stu stone]
now that we got you feelin’ like back in the day
you’re not a kind anymore, but d+mn, it feels good to reminisce
’bout your first kiss, think her name was erin
all the other kids in the school, y’all were starin’
forget what she was wearin’, but i do remember kissin’ and
wishin’ that we were swearin’, swearin? swearin’ as in f+ckin’
as in sh+t+outta+luck+in’, had it made
and i’d be about six years ’til i get laid
tip the back of the bus, it’s right where you headed
to dish out the details before you forget ’em
start makin’ plans for the weekend comin’
three+o+clock, friday, hit the door runnin’
me and the crew, fittin’ to egg a house at 2:00
drink brew, kiss boo, break this here curfew
kiss her, too, and just like that, there’s no more girls and no more crew, just you, yes, you

[bridge intro: stu stone]
da da+da da+da (inhales, coughs), da da+da da+da (coughs)
da da+da da+da (coughs) oh boy, hold on
da+ wait, do that again?
what?
uh, keep+ keep doing that?
da da+da da+da, that?
that’s…
da da+da da+da
that’s actually not that bad
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
hold up
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
hold up, i’m gonna do it too
let’s+ let’s all do it

[bridge: stu stone and chorus]
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da (everybody sing along!)
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da

[bridge:stu stone and chorus]
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da (everybody sing along!)
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da (yeah!)
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da (ow!)
da+da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da
da da+da+da+da+da da+da da+da

[outro: stu stone and ?]
yes, you (that’s my man)
yes, you (stu stone)
yes, you (i ain’t call him a pebble)
yes, you (stu stone)

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