SummerTime
Trissavy
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Baby got that good shit like summertime Baby got that good head no wonder why Imma buy that bitch some new red bottoms Taking trips just to see the summertime 300 Shots 400 Shots Baby got that good shit like summertime Baby got that good head no wonder why Imma buy that bitch some new red bottoms Every time you close your eyes seem like you ain't got a clue How you giving head but your mind caught in the blue How you say you fine but your stomach say your through Nigga look too hard for smoke you get found by the tool Oh, yea butchu' knew Sip, red til I'm blue Getting, head in the coop On the block, running from the fucking feds or the troops In the pot, whipping up your nigga head to a soup Aye, suck it til she blind I'm getting queasy If it ain't hard to find it's too easy Baby hit my line if you need me If you need me Baby got that good shit like summer time Baby got that good head no wonder why Imma buy that bitch some new red bottoms Look mama I made it I'm too fresh too faded Yea, I got the big rocks on me going crazy I got them birds like I trapped in the 80s These niggas they heard that we going crazy Your main homie gotcha' jammed up Thought he felt bold, and he ran up Put the pressure on him make him man up Oh you big boned nigga stand up Bitch it's Rick Owens, yea I'm wit' it I'm wit' it Big scope, yea I get it I get it Know it's ahk shit we gonn' pop it for really They gonn' say my name when I'm riding through Philly Gotta keep a coat cause this shit could get chilly I been sipping drank like a nigga Ms Lily Spent a hunnit and I made me a milli Oh, so tell me whatchu' heard Tell me whatchu' know about my niggas on the curb Tell me whatchu' know about my niggas wit' them birds Trappin through the first You can run up, you'll get merked Tell them pass me the work Pass me the blicky nigga Pass me the hurt I been stacking up these riches, no more reaching in the purse Ain't been having no more nightmares, guess my demons started to lurk We was first, guess they won't admit it till we dirt But baby got that good head like summertime Baby got that good shit no wonder why Imma buy that bitch some new red bottoms Baby got that good head like summertime Baby got that good shit no wonder why Imma buy that bitch some new red bottoms Oh, yea butchu' knew Sip, red til I'm blue Getting, head in the coop On the block, running from the fucking feds or the troops In the pot
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