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Some Summers (I Like It)
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(Oooh, and I like -)
how she climbing, and how she grab that crimp -
all of that personality, and a fat ass? Shit,
don’t mean to be offensive but she’s a bad-ass…woman.
(Oooh, and I like -)
Conversation with you, we contemplating the truth,
but not debating the proof,
old souls, but I swear we consummate like we youths,
baby ain’t that the truth?
I ain’t ever need a sympathy date,
cause if you with me, know that shit’ll be great,
stimulating your brain,
give a lady some brain, your nigga’s game is lame,
you know he can’t make you rain! I make you precipitate,
ain’t no sense to be fake - they all refuse to be great,
that’s why I choose to escape, that’s my excuse to be late,
Rome wasn’t in built a day…
filling up coliseums over the shit that I say,
building up mausoleums out of the niggas I slay,
bury bodies in the backyard, put that shit upon my black card,
while these other niggas act hard, we’ll be mapping our plans…
pin a ticket to the blackboard as we travel to France,
learn a little bit of patois in the back in the plane,
steady packing my lane,
positivity reigns - ain’t gotta complain,
talk about all our dreams, talk about everything in it -
stay winning, when I’m in it - hold up, wait a minute…
(And you can tell everybody)
I’m the man with the plan - goddamn,
rappers are in need of a few shocks - I’m Shazam,
coming out of these niggas’ boom box like Kazaam,
I wanna be your man and hold hands on the lam,
we running from Uncle Sam – yes, ma’am!
‘Cause this is America and I am a black man,
so they think I’m a terrorist and I want to pack grams,
really think they be scaring us!
Thought it was
gone, it was gone, it was gone, it was go-one, gone…
I thought it was gone, it was go-one,
some summers long ago…
(1, 2, 3 - get it!)
(Oooh, and I like -)
How your hair ain’t always did,
how you were always honest and up front about your shit -
your mission wasn’t to make me fall in love, but you did,
and I’m with it, girl…
(Oooh, and I like -)
shorty know that she the shit -
honestly, I’m just hoping that she hearing what I spit -
that’s automatic, but I wanna know, can you drive a stick?
You can get it, girl!
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Devin Dabney Indianapolis, Indiana
the best rapper alive. period.
Indianapolis, IN
soundcloud.com/hiphopslasthope
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