Shayla the Artist - Remember (The Film Remix)

La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Granddaddy Juice in this bitch
You already know what time it is

La da da da da da da da da
(Westside with love)
La da da da da da da da da
Shayla go ahead and talk to them real quick

I remember, I remember
Mmm
I remember, I remember what it feels like
I remember, I remember
Ooo
I remember, I remember what it feels like
Mmm

Ooo la la la la la
Ooo la la la
Ooo na na na
Ooo la la la la la
Kiss me goodbye in the morning
Ooo la la la la la

I remember, I remember, I remember
I remember
I remember, I remember, I remember

I rem, I rem, I rem
I rem, I remember, ber, ber
I, I, I rem, I remember

Ooo la la la la la
Ooo la la la
Ooo na na na
(I rem, I rem, I remember)
Ooo la la la la la
Kiss me goodbye in the morning
(In the morning)
Ooo la la la la la

This how she be talking to me, like that
She like female fuck me and don’t make me feel insecure
You was supposed to be rich my 26 so you know that’s not the reason I’m still here yea
I quit crying over spilled milk cause you making it spill
(Making it spill)
It’s been like 7, 8 years, how you supposed to provide if you asking to split this bill, hell yea
You can’t keep rapping chasing a career
(Why)
Wasn’t going catch you with you leave a stain hope it don’t smear
(Oh shit)
Want me to call you by your stage name, bitch look in the mirror
Might sound cool but don’t really matter if nobody cares
Might be time for you to switch gears
(For real)
I remember you used to catch the mega us to Miami and sit upstairs
And wonder how the fuck when the fuck you gonna get rich sitting in that chair
Recording and keeping a bad bitch like me happy exactly the shit ain’t fair
Fortunately its a thin line between wasting time and trying to build a quarterly
Starting to think you don’t love me
And I don’t even ask you to do nothing for me
But when the last time you sent money or bought me some flowers because it was Sunday
Nigga you bummy but I don’t be saying nothing cause you just a reflection of me
Maybe it’s me, walking around like the shit don’t stink
Why don’t you cuddle this ass to sleep
I don’t mind if I do
I be liking what you saying just chill out on the attitude a little bit

I remember
Ooo I remember
I
What it feels like
What it feels like
I remember
What it feels like
What it feels like

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