Clocks on the wall
Talk the watches on the wrist
It's the moments we relive
It's the moments like this
When it's time to get ill
We be so ahead of time
It's the moments we achieve
Best believe it's the moments
[Chorus: 2D]
Red or black, yellow, red, black, white
Dirty
(Moments)
Red or black, yellow, red, black, white
Dirty
(Moments)
Shiver down my backbone
[Verse 1: De La Soul]
De La is also back again
With a crew that's bound to pack them in
Got a girl who's up for the mating
I sense the need in her grandma
Her ghost has never been skating
What she said was star constellation
The real squirt game was so like 2Pac at a court run towards camera
Her response to that was just "Check please"
f*ck that my man you can't let these (moments)
Pass you by like "tick tock"
I'm smackin' the bottom like flip flops
Made her alarm ring
(She screamed)
And now we done, she passed the test
So now lay down to rest
And wait for the morning hangover that comes