and you know You've got it down, you've got it down We've got you figured out You give it up when the lights go out You give it up when you move the way you
Traduction: The Summer Set. The Way You Move.
don't mean a thing if you're not there to hear it but then soon is the time, you'll be by my side it's copasetic if you let it so set up and keep the
people Rico, De La, inject you with the lethal dose of hop-hippin if you thought CaTash was slippin then put that drink down, you drunk off what you
, "I Love You... Good-bye" ("It's the most awful thing you'll ever hear") ("If you're lying to me...") ("Oh, you dearly love her") ("...just have
Chorus You got the vocab I got the vocab You got the vocab You know I got the vocab You got the vocab I got the vocab Hey, yo pass the mic so I can tell
when I'm in New York, I set a bunch of traps Put the g's where they can see it, and if you stunt, you clap Catch em in the club, thats when I stomp em
hard You know them Bentley bound, {?} down, wild Hummer chicks That wanna take the car, cover up your tight summer shit The game's heavy, man that's way
Celebrate By Worshiping The Earth And The Sun We Always Give Thanks, For Life And The Gifts. The Higher You Climb, Its The Higher You Get. You Gotta
them love in it Summer time top down with the wood finish Pushin hard uptown windows slightly tinted Back to back Benz and jeeps, blowin weed with my niggaz On our way
mates and set them up to get fucked and raped he said there'll be no justice, if we left it to the system so if you want justice, don't say a word my
up, I open my eyes Thinking I'm the shit I guarantee if you're fucking with me You gon' know who you're fucking with I been this way since I came of
like the summers a natural afradesiac and with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme to hit you and get you equipped for the summer time Chorus Verse Three