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letra de single summer - elijah the boy

[part i]

[intro]
okay, okay
yeah

[verse 1]
got her at pergola blowin’ clouds
we won’t be here for a while
when we get inside the crib, it’s goin’ down
this my third time comin’ in a week
different women in the seat
hope the hostess doesn’t tell ’em how i be (yeah)

[chorus]
single summer
every time she ask about my body count, a different number
single summer
i can’t let these b-tches lock me down so i nеver love ’em

[verse 2]
if i see onе that i like, i’m a sniper (pew pew)
i can’t love no b-tch from the night club (h-ll no)
if she bad enough, i might slip and slide
look me in my eyes, girl, the cartis got her hypnotized
i just hit up tiffany and laura, shakira
told ’em that i’m in needin’ of lovin’ and healin’
long as we could do it with no feelings
i’m too busy stackin’ all these motherf-ckin’… (yeah)
m-o-e
all of my dogs, they depend on me
’cause they always knew what my pen gon’ be, i know (they did)
she feelin’ a way ’cause i don’t feel sh-t
i couldn’t name every vibe i hit
but they can’t forget ’bout the d-ck i give, i know (yeah)
[chorus]
single summer
every time she ask about my body count, a different number (yeah)
single summer
i can’t let these b-tches lock me down so i never love ’em

[interlude]
do you feel that maybe at one point in your life, you kind of was addicted to the toxicity in a sense?
i’m still addicted to toxic sh-t

[part ii]

[chorus]
when i hit the club, my love, i don’t need no id
i got so much motion, they already know it’s me
why you lookin’ ’round like there’s somethin’ else to see, babe?
all you need is me, babe, no, he can’t compete
i’ll take you to dinner but i got no plan to cuff you
won’t pay for the p-ssy, but i’ll wine and dine to f-ck you
i know it’s the same thing, but it’s more discreet
girl, i’m what you need, no, he can’t com—

[verse]
no, he can’t compete with this
he try to do it like me, but you know that i be freakin’ sh-t
the way my sh-t be sellin’ like i’m trappin’ every week with this
come say it to my face, baby, i ain’t with the secret sh-t
tell me that you love me, baby, shawty tried to kiss me in the club
but you know that i’m a thug, so i had my hoodie up
can’t let no one see us
tellin’ me that he really a scrub, he ain’t even make her cum
yeah, yeah, let me show you what that bed’ll do
when it come to f-ckin’, i got five star yelp reviews
you know sleepin’ on me, baby, somethin’ you should never do
f-ckin’ gettin’ money, swear to god my forever move
[chorus]
when i hit the club, my love, i don’t need no id
i got so much motion, they already know it’s me
why you lookin’ ’round like there’s somethin’ else to see, babe?
all you need is me, babe, no, he can’t compete
i’ll take you to dinner but i got no plan to cuff you
won’t pay for the p-ssy, but i’ll wine and dine to f-ck you
i know it’s the same thing, but it’s more discreet
girl, i’m what you need, no, he can’t com—

- elijah the boy

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