Lyrics:
're stress free, yeah we're living life
Going buck wild, boy we getting loud
Summer days are 'bout that summer feel
I'm blocking out all that negativity
I'm
the summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car
She swam by me she got a cramp
the summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car
She swam by me she got a cramp
I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet
But, uh oh, those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more
How much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me
Summer lovin', had me a blast
Summer lovin’, happened so fast
I met a boy crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away
To, uh oh,
casted by the night on the east coast
My love, please don't go
Vineyard haven cause we had a place to go
You were summer and we had the kind of love those
believe
I'm not like him that wasn't me
I try my best to make you see
I'm the best thing that you need, see me
Picking lemons by the beach
Writing
Right before the sky gets dark
I wish there was a way
To goin' back to the good old days
When we were hanging with the boys was all we ever did
Beanie
Girl, me and you were just fine, you know
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you
Girl, me and you were just fine, you know
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you
Girl, me and you were just fine, you know
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you
a crowd
I've seen a whole country through
The window of my van
They say I'm nice with it I'm
Just doing what I can
I chopped up the Beach Boys and
Made it
stop by the gun safe
'Cause I got so many I could sift through
We don't beef on Facebook or tweet the playbook
'Cause we really gon' come get you,
bringing up the summer out me
Meaning that I’m hot as south beach
You gone need sun tan lotion
The gun sam toting
And 50 grand with your hand open
Just
Wu-Tang
Crushing the shit that you bring, you know how we do things
[Chorus]
[Method Man]
Yo, pulling my shoes up, scuffing my Timbs, back to when?
big boy plays
The type you can't even talk on phones
(I swear)
Knock on wood or we gon' get indicted
Gate with the code, big fence
I'm just living
life on the real
We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere
Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder
All I see is the money, cream,
the same for your side
Only thing I regret is not seeing it from both sides
But honestly, I could tell when he was standing right by your side
And could tell
em like a verse and lay em on the beat
Celebrate easter by goin to Cony Island when heap
Just to have a slash out and bang it out on the beach
In
Quick prayer
Should we do it
Yes
We take one a piece
One hour down and we're already
Broke
Coolest part about it
Was ya boys were
Stoked
Walking by Faith
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
a shop being built, and it's all passing through
And it's weird
But by the time we..
So every day, we progressively build this thing
And then, eventually,
'Cause waitin' on that ball to drop, boy did it
More like Raiders of the Lost Ark's giant boulder deployed in its' place
Didn't think anticipating tables
And I'll be loving you forever
(You're all that I need to get by)
I used to play hard to get, like a sample on a hook
We used to play with the pots, you
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