Lyrics:
And if you really was my queen
Then you would never give them what's mine
Baby
Cause I don't never never mind
Barbecuing in the summertime
Baby
I don't
Neva stress puffin trees
Barbecuing by the beach
Got Views of the sea
Rollin on sunset the sun just set
Got the finest bitches wit the blunts on deck
defeats
Though all we hang are laundered sheets
And when things burn, it's by mistake
Black smoke from barbecuing steak
We mow the lawn. We hoe. We rake
the summer time
Party hard working hard at the same time
Blazing by the pound in the summer time
Cooking hard in the summer time yeah
Barbecuing see the smoke
just animal nigga that's untamed/ I’m crazy in the mind my nigga I’m insane, I’m barbecuing you rappers lyrics is propane
Verse 2
I bury niggas in
the summer time
Party hard working hard
At the same time
Blazing by the pound in the summer time
Cooking hard in the summer time yeah
Barbecuing see the smoke
it
Yeah, now what we doing with it
You keep opening ya grill, I'm barbecuing with it
I know my shit already tight so I ain't screwing with it
Some
Stewart barbecuing
Ah screw it, feel like you want to hit that wall then do it
Punch through it, just cock back, put your all into it
Now you gon' take
Smokin' with my homies, barbecuing them wangs
Sip hennesy and coke, cause I don't fuck with dranks
Hoe pop pills either cause that shit ain't coll
We just
for favor
Came from shooting dice, and now I'm shooting hoops with hall of famers
Things good, parked the Cadillac on 28th 'cause we hood
Barbecuing
school, yes I'm there baby)
Feenin' hard cause I'm into you
Barbecue'(Barbecuing for you lady) I'll leave a note in the door for you
I know that's what
on me)
When I said fo' hundred ya'll thought I was barbecuing
I raised y'all niggas way better than some of y'all ball was doing
When y'all was young
Robin jeans
Let a nigga try to take it
Smoke his ass like I am barbecuing
I got my chopper with me
So that's like a hundred shots with me
Got a fat ass
And that, the simple things in life like barbecuing in the back, yard being free smoking weed
Writing books only god can judge me
[Chorus]
Ohhh Willie
like Fluid
Playing at a barbershop
Or the Cookout, Barbecuing
In My lady's, telling her my real life
She already knows what the dick is like
I don't
Got a vision in position
In my kitchen how you doing
Y'all taking up commissions
No permission barbecuing
Now why you overdoing
And you ruin all
the streets huh?
Now you peepin what I eat
5 course meal and you there Barbecuing wings huh?
In a Bentley GT
With Giuseppe’s on my feet
Rocking Cartier bling
No
with you, I'm on that new wave
I'm lookin' for Cinderella, but does the shoe fit
I'm barbecuing but I 'aint givin' a bitch my spare rib
Runnin' in
grown niggas coming at me
Oh cold sweat
Bars Barbecuing niggas you lit your own briquettes
A lil chef cause I cook it up tenderly
I'm just a posi kid
good and barbecuing when I can
And it's Beach Gang till the day that I die
Royal Mob, Harbor Club, Shout out to the most high
Bay Beach Party
Waterboarding Hannity, Guantanamo Bay Beach Party
Were detained indefinitely, Guantanamo Bay Beach Party
Barbecuing catching rays,
I'm cooking stroganoff
Dick clips
On his lip
But he ain't tryna suck a porno off
And If a nigga want smoke
I'm barbecuing pork and opps
To all my niggas
Barbecuing out back, on a half finished deck, enjoying the sunshine
Baby it's summer time, yeah it's summer time
Strumming my guitar, I hope it
Said I be, I be
I be coolin with the homies at the barbecue
Step away I'm barbecuing niggas on the court
I be thinking bout my niggas when they go
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