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Summer Time
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YN Jay
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(Enrgy made this one) Woah Woah Damn, ayy All these bad b*t*hes love my music, I be f**kin' fans Off Patrón and champagne in the club, do your f**kin' dance Nasty-ass b*t*h out here trickin', she gon' f**k for bands You ain't got no dog sh*t on you, where your rubber bands? I'll make it rain, make it storm in this b*t*h, I'm the thunder man Used to cook— is that butter, man? Bad b*t*h ask me where I'm from, I'm from the gutter, man You the type of n***a probably tell on your brother, damn Almost had to beat a n***a ass, that's my brother's friend b*t*h, I'm left handed, but I shoot with my other hand In the room full of bad b*t*hes, I'm in mother land Pull up with an old-school rifle, I'm the hunter man n***a said that he was gon' do what? What the f**k you sayin'? I get so motherf**kin' high, how the f**k you land? I get kicked out of hotels, how the f**k you banned? Always want beef with no stick, why the f**k you playin'? Summertime, ayy Summertime, damn Summertime, ayy Summertime, damn Ayy, how the f**k it's summertime, but it's cold as f**k? Ran off on the plug, well, you bold as f**k I just hit somebody granny, she was old as f**k I'm finna hit up on my b*t*h like, "Come on, let's f**k" Got a surprise for a b*t*h, I tell a ho, "Guess what?" b*t*h trippin' over shoes Catch your balance, lil' b*t*h, you better not waste my cup n***a better not fire up no Swisher, I'ma break your blunt Got the ball, offside kick, I had to fake my punt I was up a hundred last April, I can't make this up Just because I made it out the hood don't mean I'm changin' up Ayy, just because I came from out the hood Just because I came from— ah Just because I came from the hood— ah Just because I made it out the hood don't mean I'm changin' up Count so much motherf**kin' money, I got paper cuts I'll slide a blade 'cross your head like a razor cut Let a bad b*t*h break my heart, I can't take this up Why the f**k you ridin' with a pistol if you ain't gon' dump? b*t*h, I could've ran for president, but I ain't no Trump Why the f**k you ridin' with a pistol like a pimple? Boy, you ain't gon' bust b*t*h, you might as well leave right now if we ain't gon' f**k I can't fall in love with no b*t*h, 'cause it ain't no trust Oh, are you, are you talkin' 'bout like, like, like you and me? Oh b*t*h, it ain't no f**kin' you and me like it ain't no us I just pulled up in a wide body like this ain't no truck Yeah, I'm better off bein' a goose 'cause I ain't no duck Everything I got was a blessing, bro, that ain't no luck I just hit the dog with the dog, you be mating mutts We be back-to-back in Scatpacks like who racing us? I'll smoke a n***a by myself, get to facin' blunts I was catchin' plays in high school, had me late for lunch Summertime, ayy Summertime, damn Summertime, ayy Summertime, damn
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