Lyrics:
let’s go water-ski
We’re having fun in the summer, it’s totally cool
I’ve got a drink in my hand and my toes in the pool
Got my girls all around me, we
the kingdom, those are different commas
They can't fathom the truth cause it's a different construct
If Zedding can't get you, he tries different angles
And I
days
But now we're catching sun rays
They say nothing good can stay
But we can try
You hit me with your summer vibes
You make me come alive
And stay
, I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
niggas all around
First we get it in
Then we move it out
You know me and Benny blow it by the ounce
Whip up a bird
Fuck what you heard
Workin like a boss I
try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it
We can make it always be optimistic,
If you don't listen gotta live my life the best
(Let me try the beginning again)
On a roll last summer and we're back again
On a roll last summer
On a roll last summer and we're more than friends
appealin' want it all the time
And you know we don't stop to the morning light
Vibe with me
Get high with me
Go live with me
Come ride with me
On a summer
belongs to you
No matter what I try
When I get the courage to know somebody new
It always falls apart 'cause they just can't compare to you
You're
namin' names again (what?)
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark
We can take it there,
inside right now
So you know just how I feel
How I feel (let it breathe, let it breathe), yeah
We never been this far from the shore
We might not
mine, so I know you gon' let me spend it
My clique made it known, we 'bout havin' things
Sport diamonds, so I know you gon' let us bling
B.G., shut it
be dismissive,
I miss old summers,
Spent this summer, shooting like scott Summers,
At everything I can see,
Every girl eyeing me,
I'm guessing it's
know we finna mold a man up like clay
And you know I got the drip, work together with clay (Aye, ha!)
Even if i could relay it
You won't hear me say it
single night
Make a couple grand
We gone get it in
Like summer jam
You know we came to fuck it up
Nigga dont you be scared
I'm gone move this bag
From over
to make another promise
You could not keep
But you did
I know it now
Don't try to hide
Behind your sad face
Where's your pride
I wonder
Who is gonna cry
in the summer time
I'm in my drop top Phantom, down Wilshire boulevard,
We can't find Biggies' killers so we gave Diddy a star,
And I'm by far,
to remain calm
I'm bout to make it so we can bling. Get us nice things
and then Don Juan said, "let's mash for our dreams."
Scooby didn't like the way he
chick to google me
She can dot com me
She ain't gotta chase me
Just tell her myspace me
And maybe she can find me
So I can get behind it
Heard I got
twenty's make the hustlers suffer
Plus it's fluffer, than a cotton ball
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls
But nowadays you can't put it
we get it hot, fire, flame (flame, flame), fire (fire), flame
Put me on the track and I'ma really let a muthafucka feel it
When I do it, how I do it
Summertime hoes
you know i always had some
Fuck it now we going in they see a nigga poppin
Make yo money fuck the lazy
Like y'all know it aint no stoppin
Want
younger so I split the Stevie and
Make them all wonder
I come with than Donna Donna every summer
They want the high ground
Me? I want the under
Rhyme books,
How’ll I do that, I’ll try astral projection
I can’t even imagine the beast being epic to me
In my childhood
For what he did, he must pay a fee
For it was
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