Yeah, little something for my fools on lockdown
Getting played by these freaks, this one's for you
It all started way back in 1973
The baby OG, that's me
Born and raised in a rough neighborhood
No money, no car, so it ain't all good
Then I started ballin', pushin' Mary Jane
The wall said, for a good time, call Slow Plane
Huffin' and puffin' all night long
The tracks of my tears, that was my song
Now I'm rollin' in a brown and gold El Camino
From my neighborhood to the Commerce Casino
Back to my hood, and what do I see?
This fine little freak just starin' at me
Five foot six with some fine old thighs
I stared so hard, I almost crashed my ride
My homies say, slow, you so crazy
Could it be I'm fallin' in love with this lady?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
Ooh, could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
We hit the boulevard, two rides deep
White t-shirt, cat keys, my homies on the creep
A Chevy Silverado, a Caddy Eldorado
Ten bald heads and some 40-ounce bottles
Rollin' on the creep, swoopin' on these freaks
Like the Isley Brothers, makin' love between the sheets
It's a Saturday night, and I'm feelin' alright
Cause me and my dogs all tight
Cruisin' up and down, hittin' switches down, down
On the low down, we hittin' down, we get around
Pulled over on the corner, and who do I see?
That same old freak, now she's callin' me
What's up, baby boy, what's your name?
I say, what's up, Judy Pye, what's your game?
She said, you call it whatever you want, you got
Could I be fallin' in love on the spot?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?

Could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
Ooh, could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
All the homies call me slow, pain, Mr. Groove
Cause I got that smooth song to make you move
Two weeks pass and I'm chill, I'm straight
Thinkin' bout the weekend and my lady's next date
I wonder why I haven't seen you in a while
Haven't seen her standin' on the corner no more
Right in the hood by the liquor store
Maybe she's at home, sittin' all alone
Talkin' on the phone, she doesn't have a phone
So I rode to the crib to see what's up
To see if I can get me a little love
Pulled up in the baby blue 62 rag
With a dozen roses, Jack Daniels in the back
Baby, I'm for real, Mr. Pimp, for a lifetime
And everything about you blows my mind
You so fine, and tell me, could it be
That you fallin' in love with the baby OG?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
Ooh, could it be I'm fallin' in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm fallin' in love?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Could it be I'm falling in love with you, baby?
Could it be I'm falling in love?
Ooh, could it be I'm falling in love?
So blame me.
Could it be I'm falling in love?
Could it be I'm falling in love?