Lyrics:
know what you did last summer, bitch - slut - liar
(I sEe DeAd PeOpLe!)
"You need to quit."
[Mannie]
"Bartender, give me a Big Mac combo and a Jeri
Ay, ay
Ay, ay
Damn
She a hottie man
She know how to dance
Soaking up the sun, summer sweat, sipping juice
I love the way she moves
Love to be
better sit down beside her
I know what you did last summer, bitch - slut - liar
(i see dead people!)
"You need to quit."
[Mannie]
"Bartender, give me
whole town
So that you’d stick around
But things didn’t work out and
We’re not young now
I’m surrounded by my old past
Reminders that nothing ever lasts
the game
You gimme fkn hot flash
Grind my balls like lap dance
This your fucken last chance
You talkin fast
Just fucken slow dance
Evergreen lamborghini
it ain't green
And I'm pouring this shit till it bleed
Take her home, we go three, like it's creed
They in last , I'm in first
A young nigga came up
Rang all through the ten
Real supporters, I show love
he ain't pay for that, I just threw it in
Had last summer, we the move again
A hundred More
on the dance floor
Lit up by the disco lights
It ain't something I could plan for
But it's alright
Cus when you held my hand
It made me understand
I wanna
Spin
FCcTS
Droppin all summer hole team back to back
You never was that Nigga
We see yo cappin ass
Have ya girl fuck the team
Before she see
she moppin
Crouching down how she dropping
Look at scoreboard man she's topping
Default dance nah she's flossin
We gonna be like Mario and Peach
No simp
I ain't gon' fuck this up
I ain't gon' fuck this up
I'mma show all love
I'mma get shit done
Now, dance, throw yo' hands in the air, fuck a opp, aye
of you
The moment when i was true
Since the days at school
Your words make me a fool
It's our very last summer
when the party's bout to over
On the train,
Met you on a summer day hoping we could runaway
Dance under the starlight and talk until the morning light
Holding hands in the sand
Picture perfect
Verse 1
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It was a summer mornin' at the age of eighteen
I'll start the story in the shower singin' Microphone Fiend
Tryna figure my routine
can
Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance
I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks
The only thing I sell is submersible products
Vs1
Gettin up and feedin my pups, early at the crack of dawn
Check the hens and the ole hog pen, mamas got the coffee on
I say so long to last nights
it comes in handy
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X
it comes in handy
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X
to happen,
It is so very sad,
Everyone is guilty,
Though not everyone is bad.
Those carefree days of summers past
At the time seemed too good to last
corsages on prom day
We were never much for the photo op
But the last dance won't be too late
It's likе the lights dance with us
Too until the song еnds
So
handled my business I know what you did last summer
You trifling ass bitch I know what you did in that hummer
Now drop yo fucking draws bitch get
out saggy jeans and my rock glistenin' (ballin')
But I spent 'bout eight grand
Mami on stage doin' the rain dance (I think she like me)
She let it
out saggy jeans and my rock glistenin' (ballin')
But I spent 'bout eight grand
Mami on stage doin' the rain dance (I think she like me)
She let it
We always disagree
The days go by
And I dream of a time
When the poems rhymed
And the night's are so long
And the winter lasts all summer long
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