Danny Corsiga - Tasty lyrics

[Intro] High school man The best four years of my life And I'm dead serious about that Man [Verse 1: Danny Corsiga] Do you remember, all the memories in school? Walking around like we a bunch of fools Some of us were very nice Some of us were very cool Some of us were even f**in' dumber than the two It's chill, cause you know we get by Had a lot of time to k**, so we get high We just wanted it to end, cause we real fly Til' they busted my friend Please forgive Kyle Cause we were in the movies Smokin all the doobie Fantasizing all the teachers wanna do me Screw me, woo me, never gonna boo me At the bleachers, everybody f**ing knew me And everybody f**ing knew us It's a brotherhood, man, you never gettin' through us They say blood is always thicker If that's the case, I'm spillin blood on my n***as [Pre-Hook] I'm takin' it slow I'm never ever hasty Shoutout to my boys I'm missing y'all lately We might be growin' up But I know you're all crazy Tune in to the show, folks They call us Tasty Uh, uh They call us Tasty Uh, uh They call us, they call us Tasty [Hook x2] I just wanna tell you that forever you're my brother Never be the same in the game with another Sippin' on the horses and pa**in' all the bubba Brotherhood is thicker than two lubricant rubbers [Intro 2] High school, brings so much memories And makes me really think sometimes So I had to write a song about it Cause you know, I miss my boys, I miss my crew, especially our table And I just wanna express my feelings man It's gon' sound like this [Verse 2: Danny Corsiga] We back, on the memory lane It's the memory train Hop up, play the memory game Member' the mammary glands Of Miss Soph*more Biology Were the remedy then Like man, god damn Member' the lunches in the cafeteria It gets a little sillier We don't really follow any criteria Fun and games, no we're not really serious Man, picture perfect in the table Perfectly arranged, kinda strange, bunch of flavors Listen to the story, a mothaf**in' fable About the f**in' glory of the kids who run the radar These the memories I often reminisce Heart is good but we often devilish Just young kids, I hope I get to settle this We don't try hard, man, we do it for the hell of it [Pre-Hook] I'm takin' it slow I'm never ever hasty Shoutout to my boys I'm missing y'all lately We might be growin' up But I know you're all crazy Tune in to the show, folks They call us Tasty Yeah, uh They call us Tasty Yeah, yeah They call us, they call Tasty [Hook x2] I just wanna tell you that forever you're my brother Never be the same in the game with another Sippin' on the horses and pa**in' all the bubba Brotherhood is thicker than two lubricant rubbers [Outro] I got Diego, I got Diego I got two Enzo's, and a Mio I got Barles, I got Meds I got Franco smokin' on his reds I got Jaffe, and my n***a G I got Miggy, and my boy, Gabby B I got Carlo, I got Gelo I got my n***a, neat like Pocholo I got Erickson, I got Justin I got Mac, I got Rivero's I got Tongco chillin' in the back I got Sid, I got Tim I got TJ, I got Marcus I got Matt I got Kiel, Neri, JR, and Nicollo So, I'm takin' it slow, cause no matter where we are We got Paulo, man