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are my summer song
I can tell by the look in your eyes that you can't say goodbye to me
I can tell by the sleight of your hand that you're taking off

When you saw me God heard your prayer

I know I seem so hard to reach, cause I am
Wanna special show from me, take out your cam
Or you can bob your head

as well as songs by Bob Geldof
As well as tips to update my wetware, as well as fucking blogs and social networks

I'm trying to think about the things I

The sun'll come out and it be summertime
Niggas got the summer strap out like "this my summer 9"
Some niggas tryna get the fuck out, some niggas

whipping yolla 
I serve the package get it off
Through New Jersey from New York
I keep the tools like bob 
A hand move make u Jog 
I'm playing my part 
This

be right by your side
Little baby please don’t cry
Like I’m Bob Marley everything is gonna be alright
Follow god he’ll lead you thru the path and thru

find someone like you
I've been clueless, goin' nowhere
So just tell me what to do
And I think you are the one
Summer days we're on the run
But I know

you know I'ma come runnin'
With my dick in my hand, the first lick, I'm nuttin'
There's no freak in the world quite like you
'Cause you suck my dick

and Hyde
You held up and you stood by my side

Spin round and round
Spin round and round
Spin round and round and round, woah
Like kids in the summer rain

Trigger let that pop 
Can't move my legs like I'm paraplegic 
Pulled out uh tooth with no anesthesia 
Begging for my money look by Felicia 
I ain't no Mac

Watch me I do what I wanna
I don't just stunt in the summer
You said I can't but I'm gonna
I'm always down but stay one up
Watch out for me I

Shady

Bobby Digital

Digital Bullet

2001

and your friends, you play the licky licky
I figured it out when I caught that hickey

Between yo' legs with yo' chocolate slippy
Now Bob busy, gotta taught

So Good

Brian Culbertson

Secrets

1997

A condition which I keep close together
Like the kind buds you know my scene
My team thinks I sin supreme

But you, the weasel,
Try to bring us down but in

I am such a lucky man
Vacation in the Vatican
Everybody come with me
Summer in the Holy See 

It's summertime I'm leaving home
I'm sitting on a train

like the twenty-second
Come hither when I beckon
Son, you like every hour, you better check-in
Smoking moonrocks at the boondocks
Busting forty-five

with me)
She ask me if I got time for it
She ride the dick like it’s Tom Ford, like it’s time for it
(Why are you pressing me for change baby)
She asked

the sun
In the east, dancing in the west
Having fun
Pourin up liquor
Cuz I'm living to die
Smoking Bob Marley
No woman, no cry

She a day tripper, took

sugar through the town like it's morphine
Junkies pushing daisies by the high noon
30 kilos blow the village like typhoon
Many buyers at the Cecil down

Try to quarantine me, my chi increase like Akira
Money coming in the mail, I got cheese like quesadilla
You're generic prosthetic pathetic, your rap

than money
I'm in a foreign country and no it's not a bar
Keep my ship running, tighter than Kamala's bra
Galley La Dalila Marley Marl
Marley Bob when I

(da-da-da-da, da, oh-oh)
I think that I know you too, very well (da, da)
Wish you knew me like I know you, very well (very well)
And I think I can deal with

6 Minutes

Lil Wayne

The Best of the Block

a good deal with these Firestones
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
I got vicadens, valiums I ain't

pillow recognize her perfume
Tell her man, "Relax," she'll make it home by curfew (haha)
Tom Ford cologne (oh), I look like I'm on (ay)
Playboy Mansion,

summer
Me and her in the rain, it was the perfect summer
Everything seemed so marvellous, ridiculous in the rain

The Policeman found her by the road
Cold