Lyrics:
Lord, my Lord
Just hope love comes before the summer
Everybody, got to feel the light
You gotta feel the light, baby
Everybody, we gotta live
Witnesses
Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from
Everybody wanna come follow the drip
Title: Follow The Drip
Written by: James William Blackmon III
for that one Atlantic Ocean. Now listen, drop them hogs off in Omaha and get over here in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
by little, it becomes more than all the little things
So let's build from the bottom up 'til everybody's doing alright
From the bottom up 'til
Cripalette got love for die-'Rus
A hoe ain't shit
Sure 'nuff by a Slob bitch
Cause they would fuck a Slob
And come suck a Crip dick
I can't trust the hoe well,
Cripalette got love for die-'Rus
A hoe ain't shit
Sure 'nuff by a Slob bitch
Cause they would fuck a Slob
And come suck a Crip dick
I can't trust the hoe well,
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
tight like braids
I'ma exfoliate
Serve a whole lotta face
I got expensive taste
I done have girls and lost my ////////////
Let me concentrate don't mean
on now it's goin' down
Everybody feelin' just fine
Summer time!
Woke up in the morning
And I see the sunshine
Only got the summer time
On my mind (Oh)
My
kinetic I've never regretted the summers of panic so I pedal Out
You talk pathetic, I talk prophetic
More like poetic in numbers big as Atlantic, I take
of a fire, I'm so cool
Everybody wonder how I go through
All of this half of which would have broke you
Came out smelling like a rose even more juice
you
Midnight dancin', no romancin', oh
Summer love ain't for you
In your arms is my broken heart
We never got a sunrise
Under palm trees by
You gotta know
You gotta know
Summers here, summers here
And you gotta know
Sunshine, rainbows
No rain, a cool wind blows
Roses by the window
Summers
we in the streets
Can you catch me can you catch me can you catch me
Any mini miny moe
Can you catch her by her toe
This summer is no joke
Everybody
On the post-game field 'cause the cops are here
Everybody's got that spot they meet up
When the summer nights begin to heat up
Where we're always gonna live in
Jordania
Akiisa
Talia
Aaliyah
Harley
Starr Lee
Ranique
Taylor
Alexys
Charly
Sharee
Domo
Philly
Zadie
Dejah
Silvie but she go by Suee Lee
Diana from the Bronx
We be strapped up like Auto Bots every time we roll out
Taking pictures, I got everybody with me
Everybody taking pictures, everybody taking poles
"Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
Damn, has it been that long? (Haha)
Say what happened since I been gone, homie?
Y'all got the game all wrong man, it's too pretty in here (hmm)
I get the whole house open
Got the whole East, West, North, South open
I ain't jokin', you know how many times
I spit rhymes and left rappers
Wit they
down
With all my friends everyone gathering around
Bout to have a good time tonight
Got everybody to my left and right
I said it's summer time and it's
Me, I never got that grease
You better not count to three
'Cause by then I'll be hitting speeds
You might see me on the seas
I'm on the road
Everybody loves to dance with another summer romance
Uh baby
Everybody likes to move all the fellas having the groove
Uh baby
Everybody move your
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