Lyrics:
Summertime fine, Summertime shine
That's what it's like under Miami Skies
Life of Luxury is all I see - uh huh
Check out the whips all along
and June he was after me
By July, it was getting hypnotic
So he kinda started feelin my fame
I don't really wanna say his name
All I know is I liked his
really wanna say his name
All I know is I liked his drank
All my girls say mmm if you feel me
I saw you there, I cant get you out my sight boy
Better go
the bubbles if you like it we can pop some
I see me and you, flossing in my coupe
Maybe we can peel back the roof
And get it on
Did I say your body's
she's old enough, you hope that she will understand
Whatcha gonna do, Darlene?
Why is it love just seems to pass you by?
Finally, I hope you'll see
Before this here blow like a volcano
We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for
You try to front and play the role
When you more like a pimp who pay
Go ahead and shake whatcha mama gave ya
Oh, oh, say can you see
By the dawns early light
Party with me every night
Let down your hands, alright
wanna get down, huh?
So whatcha wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?
[Usher]
All we wanna do
(Say what, say what?)
Is party (uh huh, uh huh)
With
why we famous
So whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do?
Gonna rise up, gonna get going
Take this day by storm
Gonna wake up in a new light
Next day do
lil mama don't make me drop the roof on ya
Said she wanna get high, alright
Now it's a vibe
You can spend the night with me
I know what'cha like, yeah
gotta set some by
The more you gets, the more you pays
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry
I heard Ha Ha Jones got a shipment in
Gonna stop by for
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
planet
Died I left this planet
Like
What it be
Whatcha see
How it feel
Is it real
What it be
Whatcha see
How it feel
Is it real
Like
Whatcha mean
Whatcha
Before this here blow like a volcano
We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for
You try to front and play the role
When you more like a pimp who pay
shearing leave my man home
Two dots yes I'm coming, yes my car is running, hang up my cell phone
By the time I arrived you was deep about five like you
being fake and phoney?
Whatcha know about trust?
Whatcha know about luck?
Whatcha know about a clock?
Looks like yours is running
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
gotta do is
Tell me what'cha sippin on
And I promise that I'm gonna keep
It comin all night long look him in the eyes
While you walk the other side
on guard against the doubts that skulk along
I get ahead by fighting hard
The fighting keeps my spirit strong
If a mirror showed your heart
Pieces
like it we can pop some
I see me and you, flossing in my coupe
Maybe we can peel back the roof
And get it on
And I see your body's plays for
I like
yer tryin' a-hide? Hmmm? What's inside a girl? Ain't no hotter question in a so-called civilized world. Can't see it by satellite baby that's cheatin'.
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
is don't get caught
Unless your hustle ain't breakin' the law
And even though rich folks got it good
We sittin' on 'em fat in the hood
I'm ridin'
Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
Uptown on the way, Bitch so let us through
Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
Downtown get
Na na na na na na
I love you girl, like how we are
So when you get in that dress you look best by far
You look so smooth, looking so sexy
Girl
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