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yn jay - summer time lyrics
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
woah
woah
d_mn, ayy
[verse 1]
all these bad b_tches love my music, i be f_ckin’ fans
off patrón and champagne in the club, do your f_ckin’ dance
nasty_ass b_tch out here trickin’, she gon’ f_ck for bands
you ain’t got no dog sh_t on you, where your rubber bands?
i’ll make it rain, make it storm in this b_tch, i’m the thunder man
used to cook— is that b_tter, man?
bad b_tch ask me where i’m from, i’m from the gutter, man
you the type of n_gga probably tell on your brother, d_mn
almost had to beat a n_gga ass, that’s my brother’s friend
b_tch, i’m left handed, but i shoot with my other hand
in the room full of bad b_tches, i’m in mother land
pull up with an old_school rifle, i’m the hunter man
n_gga said that he was gon’ do what? what the f_ck you sayin’?
i get so motherf_ckin’ high, how the f_ck you land?
i get kicked out of hotels, how the f_ck you banned?
always want beef with no stick, why the f_ck you playin’?
[chorus]
summertime, ayy
summertime, d_mn
summertime, ayy
summertime, d_mn
[verse 2]
ayy, how the f_ck it’s summertime, but it’s cold as f_ck?
ran off on the plug, well, you bold as f_ck
i just hit somebody granny, she was old as f_ck
i’m finna hit up on my b_tch like, “come on, let’s f_ck”
got a surprise for a b_tch, i tell a ho, “guess what?”
b_tch trippin’ over shoes
catch your balance, lil’ b_tch, you better not waste my cup
n_gga better not fire up no swisher, i’ma break your blunt
got the ball, offside kick, i had to fake my punt
i was up a hundred last april, i can’t make this up
just because i made it out the hood don’t mean i’m changin’ up
ayy, just because i came from out the hood
just because i came from— ah
just because i came from the hood— ah
just because i made it out the hood don’t mean i’m changin’ up
count so much motherf_ckin’ money, i got paper cuts
i’ll slide a blade ‘cross your head like a razor cut
let a bad b_tch break my heart, i can’t take this up
why the f_ck you ridin’ with a pistol if you ain’t gon’ dump?
b_tch, i could’ve ran for president, but i ain’t no trump
why the f_ck you ridin’ with a pistol like a pimple? boy, you ain’t gon’ bust
b_tch, you might as well leave right now if we ain’t gon’ f_ck
i can’t fall in love with no b_tch, ’cause it ain’t no trust
oh, are you, are you talkin’ ’bout like, like, like you and me? oh
b_tch, it ain’t no f_ckin’ you and me like it ain’t no us
i just pulled up in a wide body like this ain’t no truck
yeah, i’m better off bein’ a goose ’cause i ain’t no duck
everything i got was a blessing, bro, that ain’t no luck
i just hit the dog with the dog, you be mating mutts
we be back_to_back in scatpacks like who racing us?
i’ll smoke a n_gga by myself, get to facin’ blunts
i was catchin’ plays in high school, had me late for lunch
[chorus]
summertime, ayy
summertime, d_mn
summertime, ayy
summertime, d_mn
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