Lyrics:
Summer time fine,
You’re so fine,
Like a 90 degree day,
In New York City,
90 Degree Bae.
You make me feel like summer
You make me feel so right,
You
This shit make you feel good don't it, 85 degree day sunny weather in the hood don't it
Nigga I could put the hood on ya'
$650 for this jacket nigga
it all again
But something tells me this time
It is the end
Well, it's another fine day
For murder in the first degree
Well, it's another fine day
For
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin'
And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blarin' the system in
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditioning
And you can't see b- the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blaring the system in your
thought about you tonight
To a lesser degree
A lesser degree
Days turn to weeks
Turn to months turn to years turn to
How the hell'd we get here
You used
the world outside is cold, alone and unfair
No motivation, no college degree
Day to day survival starting to worry me
No goals, no money, no inspiration
9am, Rollin’ in my ride
Another 84 degree day outside
Prohibit all that jibber-jabber kiss on my behind
They watchin' my exhibit like I’m pimpin’
the world outside is cold, alone and unfair
No motivation, no college degree
Day to day survival starting to worry me
No goals, no money, no inspiration
on a hundred degree day
She's that fireplace when I'm freezing in the rain
Yeah, she just know me like nobody ever knew me
Her attitude like sunshine when I'm
to be great
The day I waste my time earning a degree
Is the day I’ve placed my rhymes far away from me
Musta been on a losing spree
Lemme clear up a few
untie us
Relentless murder, degree the highest
This day belongs to the Senate Impious
Come, see your treasured Gaius
From this dictatorship, Rome, untie
blame it on the rain
Blame it on the hundred degree days
Blame it on the traffic on the freeway
Anything but what I know is true
Bring on the clouds
to hear you on this warm summer morning
Today, we're gonna be looking at a cloudless 80-degree day
If you've been waiting to go out in shorts and short
tripping out like "what's up with the third degree?
Day ones, now y'all act like you ain't heard of me?"
The only place to call him back for work was Burger
On a twenty-eight degree day
Back in winter's stay
Remember when we ran away
Saw your favorite band play
Said we were falling in love
Who knew I'd only get a taste
the cause
of all this pain
so I’ll blame it on the rain
Blame it on the 100 degree days
Blame it on the traffic on the freeway
Anything but what I know is
There is a place where power lines cover fields of green
Cutting through the tree line with lines so clean
Hill over hill on one hundred degree days
five degree day
Now we taking drives so we smoking in a green state
In the UT usually a homie you could ride with
Soon to be a homie you could fly with
Uh
And that movie shit
Who taught you that?
Breezy taught me
I know that's right
Fuck 40 degree days we don't live that life
Avon wit the glass we put
You could never be the cause of all this pain
So I blame it on the rain
I blame it on the rain
Blame it on the hundred degree days
Blame it
could never be the cause of all this pain
So I blame it on the rain
I blame it on the rain
Blame it on the hundred degree days
Blame it on the traffic
times on ninety degree days
I might not be a giant but there's a birdhouse in my soul
I turn it on whenever I get tired of getting old
On that summer
daily life.
Imagine yourself lying in a field, basking in the sunlight on a 70-degree day.
Feel the sun radiate against your melanated skin.
Feel
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