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get work Ima box out
Too much clientele the stock out
We ballin all summer no lockout
My nigga been swipin the fox out
I hang around scholars and drop

blasting out that thang
Louder than a Barrett man, shout-out sniper gang, woah
Got a lot of things I wanna say
But the illest move in silence, yeah they

would come from yo mama
 She wanna man again just for the summer
I ain’t too into monogamy I want too bitches on top of my Christmas tree
She wanna fuck

N.I.*.*.E.R. (The Slave and the Master)

Nas

Nas

2008

They say we N-I Double G-E-R
We are much more
Still we choose to ignore
The obvious
Man this history don't acknowledge us
We was scholars long

spoke, last summer 

Don’t worry Paris will run on without you

Not forget about you

It’s not running away 



Eveline states her taste

Her taste is

pipe, tryna run up
You dumbass fuck with that pipe, tryna test me
Barrett's and Glocks , clutchin, XD
What in your head said these bullets won't catch me

Learned to play the djembe off of Alice at Malonga's place
EBCPA by the Nev from Summer breaks, nigga

And to Sucka Free niggas (Yo, I see you, my nigga)

We was scholars long before colleges.
They say we N -- I - Double G -- E -- R We - are - much more,
But still we choose to ignore, The obvious.
We are

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Smelly, smelly, smelly)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ride around with yo' bitch, brain like a scholar
I like the way that she think,

hell

Time is the conspiracy of the dollar
Information that we keep from the scholars
Bring a chip to the city like I'm Bill Walton
I knew when I was

be spoken of
Well, I’m trying to have a lost summer

Chorus (2x):
It’s a lost summer
It’s a lost summer
It’s a lost summer
It’s a lost summer
No

You and me could be like birds in summer
You and me could fly above the trees
Spread your wings, we'll find a spot together
Learn a lot about

We fuck up some commas
We out here doing numbers
Cause we hot like the summer
I do it for my mama
The fame it came with drama
I couldn't be a scholar

Cuban linking like cooler processing like computer
Scholar he gona school em and then send the mix to juda
I been at it like an addict you can hear

Well I feel like an old hobo
I'm sad, lonesome and blue
I was fair as the summer day
Now the summer days are through
You pass through places

作词：Madison Cawein / Elizabeth Barrett Browning
作曲：大房子
编曲：大房子
混音：大房子
母带：大房子

Is it not sweet to know?—
The moon hath told me so—
That in some lost

Spring.  Spring
changed into Summer.  Summer changed back into Winter.  And Winter
gave Spring and Summer a miss and went straight on into Autumn.
Until one

Calling all the shots when I walk in
Shawties all around looking flawless
I be cooling off with my cup and
Summers getting hot boy stop it
Uh
Calling all

poignées qui sont d'amour
Ton buzz est dead, et ta cote se meurt
J't'anéantis en un clin d'œil
À la Scott Summers
Trop de bâtards, j'demande qu'à les achever

had chains on me last five summers, now I'm out
In there stressin', eatin' rice and noodles, blowin' it to the top I'll
Get in mode, go to hole, get

Need every single dime tryna raise these scholars
So I gotta go and get it
I just gotta go and get it
So I gotta go and get it
I just gotta go and get it

out the bottle
I'm on my way to see you
Shawty something like a scholar
It's so much I can teach you
Put this shit on like a model
Just want more guala

Through the eyes of a genius
Through the eyes of a father
Through the eyes of a black man
Through the eyes of a scholar
Through the eyes of a author

Just popped me a seal 
All these bottles keep coming
When I pull up all the models be running 
Man I got this plans just to fuck up the summer