Lyrics:
summertime June
I had the summertime blues and made the summertime tune
A ride or die dude we can fly to Cancun
She's the angel and the devil that I'm flirting
Barton Harlow
The Black Keys Brothers El Camino
Camp by Childish Gambino
Awaken My Love is amazing too
Modest Mouse Good News For People Who Love Bad News
hoes, get a grip, motherfucker!
Shoot you, peace, the beat gonna touch ya!
Slay, hit me up, say he the black fat
So I pull the ? Grab the straps, now I'm
the realest shit you ever quote
Let's go!
[Hook: Young Jeezy}
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I'll be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't
ever quote
Lets go!
[Chorus]
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be god damn if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy still
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly renown
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points
to the summertime blues
We sleep in your bed but it's broken
Held up by the books we don't open
You don't realize how you saved me
Could kick it together till 80
Were the same hands that beat you black and blue
You get defensive at every turn
You're overly sensitive and overly concerned
Few precious memories,
Last Poet
Cadence on that, Black Magic
Swanton to the Bomb, drop jewels up in the calm
Forgetting your accolades when I’m steady grooving souls
In a city
Like they shifting keys,
Of the black stuff,
I enter a space,
Where, I command control,
Like I'm shifting keys,
On a MacBook Pro,
See man clout up,
By
all my stuff and all you find
Is a pocket full of money, count seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin' keys
Cause I'm a black man, but I run my
Some say militant, others say rebel, well my intellet is on a different level.
The black to the heart with self-awareness darts.
You say it's
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
do it
It's Friday night and I feel alright
The party's here on the West side
So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designated driver take the keys
it
It's Friday night and I feel alright
The party's here on the West Side
So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designated driver take the keys
Jap bitch wit the tech, first line of defense
Pullin' up in the Ac', black shit with dents
Test our aim
We'll be speaking your name in past tense
Dress
do it
It's Friday night and I feel alright
The party's here on the West side
So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
Designated driver take the keys
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
mofo's
Prêts à drive by sur le fly avec le 4'4
Versace, Versace, verse à chier
Toujours le même flow pis votre flow est à chier
Nine millimeters, my
hoodie like 50
Pop out in the all blue like nipsey
Yo do not diss me get ruled out quickly
Had to go see just who down wit me
Black tee with the abalones
The only ones who see black & white, them blue officials
Now RIP is somebody else’s initials
We need y’all to be refs & start blowing mo whistles
Have
I'm a happy camper
Sitting by the campfire
I'm a happy camper
Black sky covered in glitter
I'm a happy camper
Roasting s'mores after dinner
I'm a happy
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