of your hand I know that it?s getting late so our summer love will Have to wait and I know that it?s getting late so our Summer love will have to wait
back of your hand I know that it?s getting late so our summer love will Have to wait and I know that it?s getting late so our Summer love will have
to buckin We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it! That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it! And it really don't matter
Click clack away Click clack away Click clack away Go 'head pull it pull it pull it Yeah yeah Pull it pull it pull it Yeah yeah Pull it pull it Go ahead
and shatter your whole block If you chatter a whole lot The young boss, another book, another pen, another song, another win Another kill, another sin
Where Girls Become Exes From Summer's Caught Ho'in The Winter Cars Come Out, The Summer Cars Go In And Some Places Is Breezy, And Some It Start Snow-Ing
: Drake:(Chorus) It may not mean nothing to yall(yeah) but understand nothing was done for me(the blunt is lit) so I don't plan on stoppin at all I want
let's role Catch bodies like a cold, and I stay slick so face it Make me chase it, I take your life and erase it Waste it, in the fuckin streets cause it
for this come and get me nigga I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME.. COME AND GET ME.. [Jay-Z] I made it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good
: My mind is on another level, but I try to keep my hood around me flow is fuego I just love my ghetto and it's bad that they wanna see me fail but I
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right Understandable smooth shit, that murderers move wit [Verse 2] I take summers off, cause I love
before I walk kept a sling shot on my side to shoot squirrles and cats wanted to be Captain America with the Shillinger hat I started getting older fell more in love
Where the fuck's the cream?" Another jerk came out the kitchen with the M-16 He tried to cock it, blast these shots like, rockets Crushed his collarbone
it, then you can come and get it*} I'm spillin these cold raps (9) you feelin the soldier {*Cause I'ma bring it up, and give it to whoever want it*} Cause
, gotta have it It's a feelin I can't fight it You got me speakin another language (*Female - singing: Bo habibi, Nishtage'a*) - 2X It's official raise
Click clack away Click clack away Click clack away Go 'head pull it pull it pull it Yeah yeah Pull it pull it pull it Yeah yeah Pull it pull it Go 'head
clack away Click clack away Click clack away Go 'head Pull it, Pull it, Pull it Yea, yea Pull it, Pull it, Pull it Yea, yea Pull it, Pull it Go ahead
get to buckin We shoot from the floor to the roof, or the thugs does it! That Cleveland criminal hardcore shit, the girls love it! And it really don't