Lyrics:
It's summer 89'
You had on Patsy Cline
We danced by candle light
Hope your dad doesn't come home tonight
The month of June
Butterflies grew
I wanna
And believing in June, yes
And you undressed
And you grotesque
And you obsessed with June
There's a tree in the yard to be cut down for good
But your last phantom
of June
Then dip like a spoon, you want it, better come soon
Travis Scott pack, I'm highest in the room
Fuck around and go up to the moon
Ayy, look, what
her out in May
Had a new bitch by June
I done been high all day
Up in my hotel room
I had a hell of a night
But I gotta leave by noon
I need you out
By the light of the silvery moon
I want to spoon
To my honey I'll croon love's tune
Honey moon, keep a-shinin' in June
Your silvery beams will
(ew)
When i ate her out had a spoon
Didn't like it (soupy), Had a dirty poon (dirty)
Shit tastes like sour apple (sour)
Left to rot after cheating
the trumpeter
Bestowed upon us a voice with a choice
And a tongue kept moist by years of salivating
For oysters, pearls and aphrodisiacs
Locked in an ugly
of a romance in June going astray
Fading too soon; that's why I say
Farewell to you, Indian summer
You are here to watch over
A heart that is broken by
of a romance in June going astray
Fading too soon; that's why I say
Farewell to you, Indian summer
You are here to watch over
A heart that is broken by
of a romance in June going astray
Fading too soon, that's why I say
"Farewell to you, Indian Summer"
You are here to watch over
A heart that is broken by
June going astray
Fading too soon, that's why I say
"Farewell to you, Indian summer"
You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken
By a word that
Here I come, comin' for a taste of your love,
Here I come, 'cause I like what you're doin' to me.
Little by little, bit by bit,
I'm fallin' in
rock that little Postropedic, till the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B, but she listen to Screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop, she gon taste
rock that little Postropedic, till the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B, but she listen to Screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop, she gon taste
For the guava jelly they produce even though they get thrown fecal
Matter on a platter made by they oppressor
I shatter all the chatter that seem
banging body, fine face, saved by Gods grace
Doctorates degree HBCU Education
Engaging, patient, multifaceted taste
Loves a basketball game or a great
the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B but she listen to screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop
She gone taste every little drop
Fly to Thaila will go
This is my process to cope, this is my open letter
I seen a lady with her daughter as they passed by
We locked eyes and then she laughed, wanted to ask
of maturity
I sit and think thoughts alone all by myself
Playing with cards that I was dealt
Man I always been small but always felt big
Yeah it's always just
not you
She's not you
Take this song's a vow to you
I'll love the way you want me to
Cold as June and warmed by your weather
Alone, I cannot move
and brought you the moon
Ten AM Jameson craving, we swoon
Summer time in your eye kinda mid June
I pouring our shots all infinity pool
I drink a lot now I got
And then sabotaging rescuers by cutting fire hoses
Segregated, spat upon, these immigrants were beaten down
Relegated to the city streets we now call
me shit nigga I done did this by my lonely
I could've fucked his bitch
But on my mama I dont want her
Finna get rich as shit nigga
And I put that on my
the mic any doubt eviscerated
Wok fried vibes got ya first taste of essay
Droppin gems since don't care what they say
Waiting on the day, the pain goes
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