[Verse 1: Dida] The alimony is washingtonian. No sodas or chips We're watching Nickelodeon between the codes and the strips With the custodians running after us over a piff Hit the linoleum cause O.G had it opium-dipped We were 80's babies smoking Something like the radiator broken My girl saying Duh. Quit joking That La Vida Loca. Praising Hulk Hogan The riders was from Blueline But the Raiders was from Oakland sh**, I just wanted a little TNT So I just painted a little swoosh on those no-name sneaks And I just skipped a little homework when mama wouldn't see The 20ths them Baby Bottle Pops is all on me And yeah I even turned my shirt backwards. I admit I did it You know you did, but you're lying, saying you never did it The Fresh Prince of BL. I'm Biggie Willie with it Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. We're getting jiggy with it [Hook] Na, na, na, na. Torgny Det här är livet Na, na, na, na. Torgny Och den som lever får se [Verse 2: Dida] It's like a jungle sometimes that makes me wonder Why do these girls look so good in the summer? Out there on the humble. I tried to score her number She don't wanna, oh gee whiz. Well, that's a bummer Come springbreak and that disco dance And I had saved a couple hundreds for that one hot brand My size 8 Mutumbos and they're all like damn Same one, just last week, that said to talk to her hand I'm like baby, I know, I know. They're pretty damn flipping I tried to tell you yesterday your face wouldn't listen Jersey all Rodman, shorts all Pippen Don't wanna grow up cause I'm a true Fu Schnicken By the Graveyard like that whole sh** ours Kicking dust with Manso. I ain't seen him since March But I still like Tanisha And I still wanna fingerbang my little brother Francki's old kindergarten teacher