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lunch money gang - summer bummer lyrics
[verse 1]
contemplating major moves, summer time, staying cool
counting every second up until the last day of school
playing pools, crushing on the hottie with the body
and she go with tommy if i say something he’ll probly try me
i be bistro walking with my lmg brothers
recognize our face so they telling me they love us
like “i love whatcha-call-it, and you’re whats-his-name
and he’s so-and-so, ain’t y’all lunch money gang?”
and i’m just so flattered that you knew me see usually
i spit a little game to a cutie
but your beauty is fine enough to cast in a movie
and your booty? make me wanna sh-g like scooby
say she’s from l.a. school’s out and she here to play
looking for somewhere to stay, my hotel near the bay
say she got a man but text his number
keep in touch, i’ma probly come back next summer
[hook] x2
we partied a lot, did the summer real
epic vacation, we actin’ a fool
the days aren’t hot, they more like cool
breaks over everybody going back to school
[verse 2]
i just be californicating, debating
or taking a trip to benihanas for some steak and [?]
we on our way to vegas sega g*niuses on repeat
n-ggas roadtripping but we landed on our feet
tank tops, flips flops hair long low [?]
i don’t really smoke but f-ck it n-gga roll up
to live and die in this city is what our actions do
what happens in vegas can stay on sahara avenue
until i come back
saw my n-gga kendrick lamar, what up black?
f-ck you got up in your cigar, the skunk pack?
eight doobies to the face n-gga f-ck that
i just want to kick it with some bad women
my style for that explicit
sipping while i’m whipping, hoping i don’t k!ll us
cowboy hat on the door, don’t visit
[hook] x2
[verse 3]
tank top flip flop the summertime over
quite frankly i can’t wait until it get colder
the year 2012 i been living like a stoner
i ain’t getting older but my money is
we some young n-ggas, having fun n-gga
everything we do is big, word to pun n-gga
i be all over the map, don’t tell them where i’m at
you say he by the [?] i be chilling with my n-gga zac
i be chucking on them haters, she say she want to taste me
you know i got the flavour
what you want? ain’t no need to front
i tell her come and get it i’m going in a month, end of summertime
man, sometimes i don’t wanna rhymye
but my n-gga told me to cook up another line
i ain’t even got the patience
summer bummer i’m gone, til the next vacation
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