Lyrics:
bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace
[Mayz]
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough
hiding in a shade
On the branches under leaves
Lazy summer serenade
Softly carried by the breeze
The squeaky wheel gets the oil, that's Orren Boyle
Looters
summer 22
All summer 22
(Verse 3)
Hot shit
Dipping from the country police leave the whip in
Projets
Gotta keep it moving cause tomorrow isn't
of the showers,driving down the highest Highway,to get to you
At the end of the road cause the puddles I splashed formed a rainbow.
You all the colours in my life,summer
whores
For equality, vocal ??? and wallabies
I smoke la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum
Cammy, and Wallabies
I smoke la like daa-da-dee, it got me boomin' like ba-da-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing cause I get my hum on
Actually I get hummed
want tickets, enjoy
'Cause I spit it and you gotta get with it and you'll never forget it
Yes, I want the best out, count 'em all
Ain't no second
works at a higher degree
With how I manage my business theres no limit for me
So get out of my way or I’m runnin’ you over
Been livin’ my life with my
You know the vibes when I call
Nothing's ever out of my reach
Five man deep, uyangithola?
Sifike daar senze amasi (Shii)
Ntwana uyangibona
Ngifike
second focus is the funds, green
In my city people hustle day in day out
By any means people looking for the payout
In this life people only promised one
trees
Gotta be a soldier bitch I ain't paranoid
Bitch I ain't paranoid
Hey I don't believe a fucking
Thing y'all telling me
Tryin to get down before
I
[Chorus]
I Love Cali in the Summer Timeeee
I love it
2-5 in the house (Dogg Pound Gansta)
It don't get no better
From the Women to the weather
I
to uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
She swam by me, she
-I-D
V-I-V-I-D
Give me some time
Give me some space
I'm out of line
Where is my place?
I think I'm drifting
This big ole' world
Such beautiful days
If i'm not
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in
It's like, New York without a New York yanks
Better yet, New York without the New York franks
It's like hot summers without no AC
Or never hitting
See my hood straight thugged out
You in my hood slippin, nigga you get drugged out
Ya body layin there, but ya spirit is shoved out
On V.L., it's hell
Speak darts, yo, you get paid? Rhymin' about it is the sweet part
You can't be street smart with a cheap heart
5'9", a street nigga with deep feelin'
Here we go with another one
Cold for the winter
Keep it hot when the summer comes yeah
And it's all when the summer's done
But we all gotta represent
Here we go with another one
Cold for the winter
Keep it hot when the summer comes yeah
And it's all when the summer's done
But we all gotta represent
two
Talking about take two? You only get one take
Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estates
Plus they just might take ya papes, plus
Intro:
Yea
Lets get it
Yea o no
Verse 1:
Back to the grind, back to whats mine, I gotta remind
The city is mine, different design, give it some
are the comments that I gotta problem with
You should be quiet and watch what you hollerin', woo!
My fans will eat you alive
Trolls, get off of my
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