Check baby, check baby, the ghetto supastar about to drop
Yo, we livin' the dream, checkin' the music scene,
Campin' at the mall, hustlin' for them concert tickets, green.
I'm talkin' 'bout the magic, back when the bands were supreme,
Singing "I Touch Myself," yeah, we livin' the dream, motherf*cker, know what I mean?
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
MMMBop on the radio, feelin' real fine,
Rico Suave swagger, man, we ownin' that shine.
I think we're alone now, cruisin' with my crew,
Love may be just a dream, but we breakin' it through.
Ambercrombie and Fitch, she's got the look,
I was once bitten twice shy, but I wrote the book.
Dared to be stupid, man, I walked into spiderwebs,
Blamed it on the rain, but I got no regrets.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
Skatin' through the block, livin' life like a champ,
With my Walkman blasting, yo, you know we got the stamp.
Chillin' with my homies, singin' hooks we adore,
"Spice Up Your Life," now we want more and more.
She's got that flare, rockin' denim and lace,
Cuz back in the day, man, we owned this place.
From Chicago's finest to the coast of LA,
90's vibes forever, we gon' party today.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
So here's to the past, the music that we crave,
We were wild and free, livin' how we behave.
With the beats in our hearts, and the passion in our veins,
90's Dreamin', baby, we'll never feel the chains!
So let's blast that jam, let the world hear our screams,
Livin' the dream, yeah, we still livin' the dream!
DJ WeeGee - Living the Retro Dream Lyrics
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Check baby, check baby, the ghetto supastar about to drop
Yo, we livin' the dream, checkin' the music scene,
Campin' at the mall, hustlin' for them concert tickets, green.
I'm talkin' 'bout the magic, back when the bands were supreme,
Singing "I Touch Myself," yeah, we livin' the dream, motherf*cker, know what I mean?
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
MMMBop on the radio, feelin' real fine,
Rico Suave swagger, man, we ownin' that shine.
I think we're alone now, cruisin' with my crew,
Love may be just a dream, but we breakin' it through.
Ambercrombie and Fitch, she's got the look,
I was once bitten twice shy, but I wrote the book.
Dared to be stupid, man, I walked into spiderwebs,
Blamed it on the rain, but I got no regrets.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
Skatin' through the block, livin' life like a champ,
With my Walkman blasting, yo, you know we got the stamp.
Chillin' with my homies, singin' hooks we adore,
"Spice Up Your Life," now we want more and more.
She's got that flare, rockin' denim and lace,
Cuz back in the day, man, we owned this place.
From Chicago's finest to the coast of LA,
90's vibes forever, we gon' party today.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
So here's to the past, the music that we crave,
We were wild and free, livin' how we behave.
With the beats in our hearts, and the passion in our veins,
90's Dreamin', baby, we'll never feel the chains!
So let's blast that jam, let the world hear our screams,
Livin' the dream, yeah, we still livin' the dream!
Yo, we livin' the dream, checkin' the music scene,
Campin' at the mall, hustlin' for them concert tickets, green.
I'm talkin' 'bout the magic, back when the bands were supreme,
Singing "I Touch Myself," yeah, we livin' the dream, motherf*cker, know what I mean?
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
MMMBop on the radio, feelin' real fine,
Rico Suave swagger, man, we ownin' that shine.
I think we're alone now, cruisin' with my crew,
Love may be just a dream, but we breakin' it through.
Ambercrombie and Fitch, she's got the look,
I was once bitten twice shy, but I wrote the book.
Dared to be stupid, man, I walked into spiderwebs,
Blamed it on the rain, but I got no regrets.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
Skatin' through the block, livin' life like a champ,
With my Walkman blasting, yo, you know we got the stamp.
Chillin' with my homies, singin' hooks we adore,
"Spice Up Your Life," now we want more and more.
She's got that flare, rockin' denim and lace,
Cuz back in the day, man, we owned this place.
From Chicago's finest to the coast of LA,
90's vibes forever, we gon' party today.
Bustin' a move 'cause it's Hammer Time,
Bye bye bye, everybody, it's a party rhyme.
Stop, collaborate, and listen, never gonna give you up,
Never gonna make you cry, we goin' nonstop!
So here's to the past, the music that we crave,
We were wild and free, livin' how we behave.
With the beats in our hearts, and the passion in our veins,
90's Dreamin', baby, we'll never feel the chains!
So let's blast that jam, let the world hear our screams,
Livin' the dream, yeah, we still livin' the dream!
Writer: John Lucas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid