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
Dodger Fitted, I showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it, Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out of bounds with it. Behind the
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
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
Remix! Remix!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
REMIX! REMIX!) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Real talk word to mother it be the gutter brother Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up
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
: 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
, 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
what do ya do wen the whole world loves ya? (loves ya) The hustlers an the gangstas put nuttin above ya? (chea) Love is love, ya just can't fake it (
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
