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G.A.D. Video (MV)




Performed By: Ndgoblackjuice
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Matthew Curtis




Ndgoblackjuice - G.A.D. Lyrics




This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day

This remind of a day
Rollin' down the block
Chillin', slides, socks, back when kids got the chicken pox
Before I grew up, a screw up
I flew up, to Massachusetts
To visit my cousin not givin' two f*cks
Took my sis whip, on trip to the strip
Down the street to get shoes for feet, to match the polo tee
I had to keep it on the low, she didn't know we took her shit around the corner
Pullin' up to the liquor store
Like lemme get an Arizona and a bag of chips
Sometimes I like to reminisce about the simple shit
Like bussin' missions to church, trekkin' up the hill
Makin' up songs on the way I know you know em still
Grab a hand full of nuts don't squeeze em or they'll bust
Mind you I was a virgin, just talkin' out my butt
Tryina be the mac Gs that I see on tv
When it's goin' on 3 and I'm watchin' BET

This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day (Turn it up one time)
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day (Yuh)
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day

This bring me back walkin' down the streets of skyline
Before I had business to mind nobody was banging my line
It was me and P-Dat, my back, she had that
Didn't really trip off the fact that I ain't act black
Took me under her care just like a mama bear
Introduced me to Norrisa, who use to braid my hair
Her cousin had a fat butt a nigga wanted guts
Not tryna be vulgar a brotha was just droppin' nuts
Going through puberty tryina find out who to be
No heroes to me upon my tv screen
I doubled back on friends of black
Runnin' track runnin' things
And of course you know I'm on the f*ckin' football team
Bell Junior high introduced me to the city
That's where I met my day ones I stay wit 6 and Kenny
I may be off this dro sippin on this Henny
Thinkin bout the days, nappy headed hella skinny

This remind me of them good ole days
This remind me of them lit ass days
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Just thinkin' bout them lit ass days (Yah)
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Thinkin' bout them lit ass days
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Thinkin' bout them lit ass days
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This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day

This remind of a day
Rollin' down the block
Chillin', slides, socks, back when kids got the chicken pox
Before I grew up, a screw up
I flew up, to Massachusetts
To visit my cousin not givin' two f*cks
Took my sis whip, on trip to the strip
Down the street to get shoes for feet, to match the polo tee
I had to keep it on the low, she didn't know we took her shit around the corner
Pullin' up to the liquor store
Like lemme get an Arizona and a bag of chips
Sometimes I like to reminisce about the simple shit
Like bussin' missions to church, trekkin' up the hill
Makin' up songs on the way I know you know em still
Grab a hand full of nuts don't squeeze em or they'll bust
Mind you I was a virgin, just talkin' out my butt
Tryina be the mac Gs that I see on tv
When it's goin' on 3 and I'm watchin' BET

This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day (Turn it up one time)
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day (Yuh)
This remind me of a good ass day
This remind me of a lit ass day

This bring me back walkin' down the streets of skyline
Before I had business to mind nobody was banging my line
It was me and P-Dat, my back, she had that
Didn't really trip off the fact that I ain't act black
Took me under her care just like a mama bear
Introduced me to Norrisa, who use to braid my hair
Her cousin had a fat butt a nigga wanted guts
Not tryna be vulgar a brotha was just droppin' nuts
Going through puberty tryina find out who to be
No heroes to me upon my tv screen
I doubled back on friends of black
Runnin' track runnin' things
And of course you know I'm on the f*ckin' football team
Bell Junior high introduced me to the city
That's where I met my day ones I stay wit 6 and Kenny
I may be off this dro sippin on this Henny
Thinkin bout the days, nappy headed hella skinny

This remind me of them good ole days
This remind me of them lit ass days
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Just thinkin' bout them lit ass days (Yah)
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Thinkin' bout them lit ass days
Just thinkin' bout them good ole days
Thinkin' bout them lit ass days
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Writer: Matthew Curtis
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