Lyrics:
Those summer days will roll right by
Those summer nights will leave you blue
Like Elvis waiting by his telephone
Don't worry, he's lonely too
They
Here she comes down the street and that look is in her eye
And the way she looks, if looks could kill they might
All the kids down in the street
need to change,
i be too stuck in my ways
wanna fuck then she get slayed,
by that money you get slayed
baby i dint come to play
i just came here
Needin' you
Oh needin' you
Here I stand waiting for you by the phone
A love I could call my own
Be with you in your dreams come true
Here and now I
or a joke,
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat
or a joke,
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat
Persephone the seasons change I miss you in the sheets
I love it when you call my name and take away my sleep
Please tell me when the summer comes
remember
Flames creep one more time
Destruction, destruction side by side
I think we've met our end here
All this talking is more than I can bear
Take it in
The clock will tick away the hours one by one
And then the time will come when all the waiting's done
The time when you'll return and find me here
Gatsby for any chump throwin' fits in here
Mid-Summer's Nightmare
Mid-Summer's Nightmare
Worst part about this screening
Recasting happens all the time
beauty is a summer's day
Oh Dorothy
You inspired me to write these words I speak
So they reach her heart cause by her side
A Kaleidoscope is in my eyes
In
and arrow's kite
A priestly psyche
Yet here lies Calvary
By telescopic art
And mason's mark
In apertur, drums asleep
To those undaunted
Those unwanted
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
1Up
1Up, 1Up, 1Up, 1Up
**** talking beef but **** won't run up
Streetz too cold only come out in da summer
Got a lil gun so you call yourself a gunner
too cold only come out in da summer
Got a lil gun so you call yourself a gunner
Me and my niggas get it in till the sun up
Crash the whip chasing them
way
With me if I stay
Boy
I wanna know if you'll be my
Come on let me know
You gone be my baby
Come on let me know
You gone by my
Come on let me
count on me
Let em come for the throne
Let's meet our destiny
Here we stand on the edge of greatness
Get ready cuz the battle is here
We can turn
Aye
Shawty I know you be hearing this and that
From here and there but,
Please trust and believe lil' momma
I see you gon' ride for me
So I'm a die
stand here by you.
No more calling friends from the car saying "I don't know when,
I'll be there but I'll do my best to come."
No more letting you
even more
But it's a hot girl summer I completely understand
You don't wanna be held down by any kind of man
We got one bad bitch at the party on her
I been balling
Balling so hard for like 3 summers
I had to get it by my own run up these numbers
I guess I'm the one they gotta go to when they need
I can take you,
I can take you alone,
Summer love,
I'll be here when you come,
I will...
Let me start by telling you the fact,
It's a good life time
bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro want a rap
I'm bout to snap
Here come the big pay back
Looking up
On a warm summer night in '76, sweetened by country air
We sat on the porch 3 a.m. our senses dulled from drinking beer
The conversation hit a lag
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