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Summertime

Downtown Science

Downtown Science

1991

the summertime
	I wish it was summer
	He-e-heeey
	All the time

[ VERSE 2: Bosco Money ]
Summertime, 95 in the shade
Coolin with a icey cold glass of lemonade

know what it is
You know what it is
I think you do
Ok ok, been in and out the states
I've seen a thousand girls, you still blow me away
I've seen beaches

the trap
Scoring like my name Trevon

Got two chains on and they both be dancing
I call them my twins
When I walk up in this section
All these bitches want

to that
I just, woah, i just pull up in yo bloc
I live like i'm johnny dang they call me a rockstar
And my bro he got the datsun they say that's a foreign

Plugged in like a charger
Call me "Keenan Allen"
Bitch wanna cake, talk late
I ain't Jimmy Fallon
But she a savage with that ass
She like Meg Thee Stallion

obliterating opponents, quit nicotine? It shows in my slowness 
Where's your effort to live in better moments? 

My maturity grows with me too, it shows by

you know this
She tackin' shit up, yeah, the dope shit
Baby girl, stick right by, keep me focused, yeah
Diamonds, diamonds, I'm tryna go to the islands,

roll, rolling rolling
Yea bitch, roll, roll, rolling rolling, roll, rolling, rolling, roll
Yea bitch

Aww shit!

Y'all got me chomping at the bit
Another

LBM and Hooligang this here a different vibe
I got two drinks in my hand
Do this when the weather’s nice
I been hustling back since I was learning

Hey Al, you know I gave them folks no chorus, right
I don't think they was just feeling me all the way through
So this is what I'mma do
I'mma call

and niggas aint pay fa shit
I got two bitches in back of the wagon
They ready to go outta space with Rich
Taking my time ima pace the shit
Have patience wid me

Going bananas b
Spit it and live it
This Verse I just shitted
Time to slow down whatever forget it
Now slow flow
Shows lined up by the boatload
Yea that's

The Real Thing
By  Limberlost
 (5:23 unofficial)(118bpm)
V.1
 I used to think that I should be the type to warn you 
That I can be too much and I

It hurts like hell the next day 
But if I've been burning anyway

I've been on the borrow
Happiness from tomorrow 
Everybody's paying me interest

right
I had to get right
I gotta do right by you
I had to switch up my life multiple times
Why did you tell me the truth
Fuck
I'm mad as fuck in the booth

your hand through the fire
Your lungs black from the fumes
Every day you search for a reason
And yet still scoff at the truth
The only way to live is

the strangest sight I'd ever seen

I was standing by the jukebox
I watching the club empty out
When somebody tapped me on the shoulder and said
Hey man it's

that

Intimacy is incredibly elusive
Because it's, in our culture, misdefined
Sex is what we call it when it's twenty times diluted
Even marriages are

go there
Ask me what neighborhood i don't even know where
Its a waste!
Bought a boat i don't even live by a lake
It just sits in my yard no its not

nah I'm not lazy
Go fuck yourself if you're trying to snake me
Bad white bitch, her name was Stacy
We pulling up, and then we hop out
We turn up

These hoes be acting unknown
Go missing for three months then call my phone
But i'm always gone
Wether it's the drugs or deep in my songs
They said

of the lids
That was the cash for all them diapers and bibs
Rich tomorrow
Poor today
Portier; they call me mysterious tibs
Dodging the bid
Even through them

preference you may have, always ends with both backs stabbed
We call this art now so take all you can grab

With the joining of two mouths there is only evil

Yea
Aye 2Real
I feel like I can't miss
Any time I'm in the booth I'm writing hits
Yeah
Chain Man

Ayee
I done seen dope boys get rich off they mama