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letra de summer games - too $hort, dj upgrade, kiara simone & yogy

[chorus: kiara simone]
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i’ve been playing all these games through the summer
i’ve been breaking all these hearts for a come up
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i get high scores, i be doing numbers

[verse 1: too $hort]
these b-tches got a lotta money, man, they want the whole thing, they don’t want a gram
they shaking popping, spending profit
break some tricks, and then go shopping
if it feels good, don’t ever stop it
everything you want, these b-tches got it
everything you do, they try to top it
she sucking d-ck, and it’s getting sloppy
i don’t give a f-ck what you say
save that love for another day
keep the drugs flowing through the floodgates
i got a house full, and it’s lovely
it’s don julio, no bubley
she in my ear, say she love me
she eating p-ssy like cupcakes
so i put her in the mix, me and upgrade
i said girl, you always got the best stuff
you got the best b-tches, and the best drugs
got the best p-ssy, b-tch, let’s f-ck
tell your home girl she next up
if she trippin, tell her i’m a good dude
i’m a f-ck her, then i’m a f-ck you
f-ck your other friend, f-ck you again
b-tch suck me up, then i stuck it in
b-tch!
[chorus: kiara simone]
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i’ve been playing all these games through the summer
i’ve been breaking all these hearts for a come up
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i get high scores, i be doing numbers

[verse 2: yogy & kiara simone]
i smoke backwoods, [?]
all different colors [?]
tell everybody they can pull up
[?] this world
watch [?]
[?] let your man eat her
[?] gave me her man’s visa
[?]
and none of these boys can come handle it
i play the frunt like a [?]
[?] like a [?]
her [?] public like [?]
she blow the canabis, she [?]
put your drinks up, throw them bands over like a tummy tuck
you a [?] put your hands up, if you f-cked up
bring the purple lamborghini
bring the bottles [?]
yeah he cheated, we was f-cked up
now your man won’t leave me
[?] pretty girl too $hort
money [?] money too short
tryna [?] newports
you rap b-tch [?] pass the tortch, n-gga
[chorus: kiara simone]
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i’ve been playing all these games through the summer
i’ve been breaking all these hearts for a come up
my girl pull up with drugs, b-tch, i love ya
i get high scores, i be doing numbers

- too hort dj upgrade kiara simone yogy

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