Lyrics:
Pray for me, lady Madonna ('Donna, 'Donna)
Drop it low 'til the sun comes out (yeah, uh-huh)
Summer, summer, hotter than a sauna (ha, ha)
In June,
cries, oh no
When you think it's all over, I'll look with a smile
'Cause Romeo never dies, Romeo never dies
You're regrettably inclined to my dangerously
Horny teens still jerkin', all my ex's still lurkin'?
Black lives still hurtin', black lives still hurtin'?
Nigga, Benz for the summer up (Benz for
soul in someone's rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop
To clean the mess that he has dropped
Into the life of lithesome Juliet Bell
And Romeo
with my favorite season (Please)
Now it’s “Oh June Boo you got here so soon” (uh)
Now it’s time to turn on up
Who don’t love the summer months
I had it
that's kinda silly
Is it Santa Claus, or is it my uncle Willy?
Know he play games, but this one feels weird
When I see eight shiny reindeer
'Bout
and then rebuke it
Donna, I be spittin', I be pukin
Donna, this disgusting, kick em' out the function
Turn her ass to dust shit, rappers is my luncheon
Let's hear it for my baby
You know you gotta understand
Whoa, maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my lovin' one-man show
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Let's hear
Let's hear it for my baby
You know you gotta understand
Whoa, maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my lovin' one-man show
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Let's hear
my dm oh that's yo baby dad
He say he like the way that my shorts fit
I got that body right now I'm Summer Time thick
Talking bout he neva had a raw
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
rain on me
Even Romeo dies in the final scene
Romeo dies, dies, he dies in the final scene
Romeo dies, dies, he dies in the final scene
Staring up
by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it
Half a million to my lawyer 'cause he undefeated
Take all myself.
O be some other name.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet
So Romeo would, were he not
Master P, uh
I'ma roll me a Lil Romeo
Wait, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
That's Chef Boyar-T and he on the stove, yeah
We like Luigi and Mario, yeah
Every bar
Heros come and go
I need a Romeo
I'm not a damsel in distress
Just waiting in a tower
Lookin for someone
To save the day, I'm way more
Sweep me off my
of my mental
Since I lost Donna and my lor brova
With this damn abandonment issue
When you leave
I feel like I'm going under
I got an abandonment issue
Let's hear it for my baby,
You know you gotta understand
Oh, maybe he's no Romeo,
But he's my lovin' one man show
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Let's hear it
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
the whips and switch the cribs up
Get my dick sucked by mermaids
Black shades, Hermès
The whole last winter I went through a fur phase
Yeah, that summer
I'm standing in a doorway with my overcoat on,
It really feels like Summer's gone.
So alone.
Summer's gone.
It should have been a laugh, it
by Westlake, not Eastlake
Back when Boobie still worked at BK
I'm on the freeway, pushin' in my brother's Mazda with anacondas
Singin' with some prima
standing in a doorway with my overcoat on,
It really feels like summer's gone.
So alone.
Summer's gone.
It should have been a laugh, it should have
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Daar by Zoid se show toe jy my so bekryp het
Jy’t geweet wat jy wil hê
Toe verdwyn jy voordat ek kon ja sê
Vir jare lank hoor ek jou
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