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letra de summer breezy - only bobby lee

summer breeze
summer cheese
whatever i feel yea
woke up this morning
feeling like a million bucks

woke up this morning
first thought
i gotta run it up
dead presidents on me
im thanking god for getting me up
i went night night on the drink
i need a refill on my cup
i pull a dub out on her
she said ain’t ever seen this much

i make that money spread
count up in her face
know i f-ck up her head

f-ck up the bed
having plenty chicken
come get you a leg

i told you i’m a p
that’s why i think like this
my brother brought me another three
that’s why i drink like this
i hit the road for the bows
that’s why they stink like this
i hit her because you said i couldn’t
i stuffed her pink like this
me don’t need no skate
bro bring ice to a rink like this
i was at
courtney house
washing the sink like this
i got a problem solver
issue gone
it blink like this
hmmmmmm
and you gon bleed like this
summer nights
dirty sprite
i don’t even need no ice
i’m so fly
might need a kite
i stand out like overbites
i don’t do no open mics
my trap house got open lights
you bust it open for something light
then f-ck for free the end of the night

it’s like dope in the pot
in the cup it look like snot
anything you get from me
you got to get it off the block
trying to meet me up in person
hmmm
n-gga i think not
lil n-gga trying to work for me
he got to punch the clock
ain’t no complaining
still see the sunshine when it’s raining
be patient
winter time grind
know the summer waiting
summer time shine
only can do it if you was grinding in the winter
or where you get exposed if you seem to be pretending
let me get in my bag

i just did my dance because i made some bands
i ran up my bag selling contraband
married to the game
money my best man
cook beats like it’s crack and i use both hands
stacking up my cash for the winter
this that summer cheese
yea you got a pack but what’s in it
it’s some other weed
young ass n-gga but i reached people in front of me
yeah you n-ggas listen but when i stand you still under me
that means you n-ggas don’t get it
stressing about that money because you n-ggas don’t get it

shout out my n-gga cap
he got a trap n-gga fitted
i mapped out my dreams
and prayed to god
now i live them

- only bobby lee

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