Lyrics:
Cause it's camp time, yeah, I know Cause it's camp time, yeah, I know, let's go
Well am I gon' start it like this
If my old lady back us in one more
Move me to the beat, so groovy
Vibin', I'm in outer space
But you bring me back
Hold me down
Make me laugh
And you make me frown
But you got me, babe,
in the hot sand
Dogs dash by, waves roar and rise
Youth get physical, old get youthful
Stretching parts we don't usually stretch
Me and you,
gonna do?
You better get out there and go pull your sweet little 12-year old up off her knees
Tell her she don't have to suck no boy's dick to keep him
like that
I was just fucking them girls
I was gon' get right back
Spinning around, spinning around
Spinning around, spinning around
It's the same old
King of the South, but your music original
From a pharmacist, be back on medicinal
Lay down the law and I'm standing on principles
Consequences come
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
to the extraction point
D-day now, that's one hell of a beach
Zero five hundred, we about to breach
It's an ambush now I'm under siege
But the pain is eased by
plane
Had been picked up and spotted
And my girl in Lover's Lane?
Meanwhile, back in the States
Baby, baby, let's make romance you know
Your old
Somebody put a lil' bit of that alcohol
In my little red cup and we can drink it all
Motherfucker this that heat this that panama
Y'all boys wanna
and woman will be played by boy and girl
Lets all take seats
Please quiet during the performance
Lift her pull her from the orchids
Cause they were two
gonna do when them boys come knockin
Knock knock, who is it? The best in it
I'm taking the spotlight, they said get in where you fit in
So I'm laid back
stoppin'
Always got bootee
Always keep rockin'
Two ladies who don't care for diamonds and gold
Who love the boys when they young or they old
Who always
old sayin' goes boy
But I do know it underscores the fact that you best be drinkin' what the Romans drink when you're drinking down in Rome.""
And I
motorcycle riders started snickering in the back
started poking fun at my friend's hat.
Verse 2:
One old boy said "hey Tex, where'd you park your horse"
My
belts
Gucci imprint from leather welts
Ace, the Creator, man casey Veggies, yo
Odd Future, nigga get used to it
Hey, I’m gonna slow it down
Real quick
nigga
A joke?
Passed the pint to Crodie and patted him down
Came up 1500 from pattin' him down
This what you get for tryna be down
Shit happens, charge
tongues advising me to tone it down a little
Arguing break ups are inevitable when you're dating
You should know this, you ain't a kid
No more, you no
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
– uh
Little bit a little new with a lil bitta of old and Im coming for top
Gettin everything I'm owed witta flow of a God
I never spare the rod - I
a little new with a lil bitta of old
And Im coming for top, getting everything you owe with flow of a God
I never spare the rod - I never show facade
I
the lute
The little boy from borough way he play upon the flute
Well scottie he sings the mulberry tree
And all our cares are flown
We're happy as lucks out
harder than that
But I got standard from when
Niggas rocked a starter cap
And I got morals for myself
I'm living by a code
And I arrive for you even if you
Late nights out in Paris,
We were walking by the Seine
Seen a man sat down singing ballads
Everybody looking our way because my lady the baddest (oh
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