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letra de 2 on [mixed] (craig david summertime sounds) - tinashe

[verse 1: tinashe]
all that you got now
make you want me ’cause i’m hot now
i’m gone, so faded, i’m on one
bang-bang, pop off like a long gun

[pre-chorus: tinashe]
if you a lame —-, you ain’t making no noise
get faded, turn up with the big boys
live fast, die young that’s my choice
get money, get money like an invoice
we can mob all in the whip (so give it to me)
make the money, make a grip (oh, give it to me)
i be stuntin’ with my clique (no, no, no)
getting faded ’til we trip

[verse 1: tinashe]
give me all that you got now
make you want me ’cause i’m hot now
i’m gone, so faded, i’m on one
bang-bang, pop off like a long gun

[pre-chorus: tinashe]
if you a lame —-, you ain’t making no noise
get faded, turn up with the big boys
live fast, die young that’s my choice
get money, get money like an invoice
we can mob all in the whip (make the money)
make the money, make a grip (i be stuntin’)
i be stuntin’ with my clique (getting faded)
getting faded ’til we trip

[chorus: tinashe]
man, i love to get on
i love to get too on
when the drink be too strong
when the tree be way too strong
get faded, turn up, bruh
pour it on up ’til i can’t even think no more
get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
we can keep it lit, let’s roll
i love to get too on (love to get on, yeah, love to get on, yeah)
let-let-let’s roll (ooh, yeah)
i love to get too on, i love to (love to get on, yeah, love to get on, yeah)
let-let-let’s roll (love to get on)
[verse 3: schoolboy q]
pull your panties down from under you
beat that thang up, make you wanna holla “q”
drunk than a —-, high on that mary jane
—- in my mouth, —- on my pinky ring
nasty, baby, do it in the backseat
swear the young boy’ll keep it crackin’
lights, camera, action, i ain’t doing nothing ’til the cash in
money, money, money, —-, fashion
draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
girl toot that thing up, —- me, —- rapping
days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
spreading your thighs, i pump, pump your brakes, ayy

[bridge: tinashe]
just give me the —- and we can smoke it, yeah (smoke it, yeah)
just give me the drink and we can pour it, yeah (pour it, yeah)
and my enemies, they see me living now
and if you roll with me, then you’ll be winning now, oh

[outro: tinashe]
man, i love to get on
i love to get too on
when the drink be too strong
when the tree be way too strong
get faded, turn up, bruh
pour it on up ’til i can’t even think no more
get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then
we can keep it lit, let’s roll

- tinashe

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