Lirik Lagu Remember High School - Macklemore
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Yo, remember High School?With that dude who thought he was so coolWalking around like everybody should know who, he isLike he was some superstar in the bizJust because he had a Japanese car and some rimsIt's silly ain't it?It goes to show how tainted'Cause these hoes jocked him like he was somebody who supposedly made itAnd I'm not hating man, the dude was my boyBut I watched girl after girl get their world destroyedNow when a squirrels a squirrel and a nut is a nutAnd I seen a lot of girls cut so they could get stuffedOr at least be cool in the High School soap opera'Cause kids do anything to be popularGuys get their hair cut so girls can jock yaBut if girls get with guys their known as a trickBut if a dude does the same shit he's known as a pimpAnd the question is: Is there really a difference?
Remember that girl in high school that everyone wanted to hitShe wore them dresses with the bestest breasteses in sizes with x'sAnd she was the queen of estrogen white black puerto rican and mexicanAnd she sat next to you in third periodShe powdered her face but her skin had no flawsHer tits looked like she wore three wonderbrasThank God for that math book you put on your lap to,Cover up your jeans when your dick got hardI mean she was amazing I'm not playingYou were like 14 but she was still the kind of girl you wanted a baby withAnd I could tell the way that she would rock them pantsThat a lot of dudes hit it but she wanted a chanceYou talked to her but she gave you the shoulderShe was the type of girl that was cold as BoulderShe'd only mess with ya if you drove a RoverWhat I push? Well fuck itLet's just say a bucket. OKAnyway one day I rocked a showAnd I see her right there chillin' up in the front rowNext time I go to my math class fer sho she's talking about"Hey yo bro, I didn't know that you flowedHey yo what's up with that CD? Maybe we could eat lunch after P.E.Ah he he he he"If it's the mic you rock, the car you got, the 3-pointer you shot that get's the girl then she's probably a breezy
Remember high school with that girl you can't rememberWho?The one that never stuck out, she was kind of like whateverKinda nerdy, never came to the partiesShe went home after school and never really chilled with nobodyShe was in one of your classes and used to wear glassesWith braces that accented her pimples that weren't really attractiveBut she was good in Spanish and let you cheat off her answersBut when you'd see her in the hall you would walk right past herYou acted like a bastard and never treated her right'Cause her body wasn't bucklin' and her face wasn't tightWell guess whatSee that beautiful girl with the big buttStanding at the incense shop reading the poetry that she writesThat's her. oh hell nah, I know that's not herWait minus the pimples, the braces, and a lot less nerdTake off the overalls and the baggy sweatshirtYeah there she is, reading about her wordsShit, man I'm a go spit some gameWait I see some resemblance from like way back in the dayI rememeber that girl that only liked me 'cause I rhymedAnd now I'm really only talking to this girl 'cause she looks fineBack when she was normal I wouldn't give her my timeShit that's crazyI kinda feel sleezyIf I could flip the scenarioI'm the same as these hoesKinda like the male version of a breezy
Remember that girl in high school that everyone wanted to hitShe wore them dresses with the bestest breasteses in sizes with x'sAnd she was the queen of estrogen white black puerto rican and mexicanAnd she sat next to you in third periodShe powdered her face but her skin had no flawsHer tits looked like she wore three wonderbrasThank God for that math book you put on your lap to,Cover up your jeans when your dick got hardI mean she was amazing I'm not playingYou were like 14 but she was still the kind of girl you wanted a baby withAnd I could tell the way that she would rock them pantsThat a lot of dudes hit it but she wanted a chanceYou talked to her but she gave you the shoulderShe was the type of girl that was cold as BoulderShe'd only mess with ya if you drove a RoverWhat I push? Well fuck itLet's just say a bucket. OKAnyway one day I rocked a showAnd I see her right there chillin' up in the front rowNext time I go to my math class fer sho she's talking about"Hey yo bro, I didn't know that you flowedHey yo what's up with that CD? Maybe we could eat lunch after P.E.Ah he he he he"If it's the mic you rock, the car you got, the 3-pointer you shot that get's the girl then she's probably a breezy
Remember high school with that girl you can't rememberWho?The one that never stuck out, she was kind of like whateverKinda nerdy, never came to the partiesShe went home after school and never really chilled with nobodyShe was in one of your classes and used to wear glassesWith braces that accented her pimples that weren't really attractiveBut she was good in Spanish and let you cheat off her answersBut when you'd see her in the hall you would walk right past herYou acted like a bastard and never treated her right'Cause her body wasn't bucklin' and her face wasn't tightWell guess whatSee that beautiful girl with the big buttStanding at the incense shop reading the poetry that she writesThat's her. oh hell nah, I know that's not herWait minus the pimples, the braces, and a lot less nerdTake off the overalls and the baggy sweatshirtYeah there she is, reading about her wordsShit, man I'm a go spit some gameWait I see some resemblance from like way back in the dayI rememeber that girl that only liked me 'cause I rhymedAnd now I'm really only talking to this girl 'cause she looks fineBack when she was normal I wouldn't give her my timeShit that's crazyI kinda feel sleezyIf I could flip the scenarioI'm the same as these hoesKinda like the male version of a breezy
