She Useta Be Devin The Dude

[Devin the Dude]
That's her, man?
Naw, that ain't her, man!
You bullshittin', man
That ain't her, man!
Hell yeah!
I remember her, nigga!

[Devin the Dude]
I was tenth grade sophomore, she was in the twelfth
She used to call me childish, cause on her booty I felt
It was big, it was bouncy
It was soft, yet firm
That's why I went to school - I wasn't tryin' to learn
I never got my turn
She never gave me a chance
I used to daydream of takin' off those Chic jean pants
At the High School Dance
She just let it all hang
Bootin' it over, makin' that ass swang
The DJ was from New Orleans, the music was hype
She got loose all night, I think the juice was spiked
I was high as a kite, I thought the time was right
To ask her for a dance - She said "Naw, that's alright"
I played it off, walked back across the flo'
Fuck that, ho - Didn't wanna see her no mo'
But, about 150 pounds and 10 years later
Seen her at the grocery store
She tryin' to holler at a player