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    Every Summer
    
    
    [Birdman:]  Bitches in my hood, know we on the 
grind  Ballin that money, hit it one time  Bought the 
1200, candy paint job  Fresh like my wips, chroam everything  And I'm sittin in the 
back, movin some thangs  Chandelier lights, it's so brite  20s on the 
ice, 300 price  Just like that, 50 on the 
watch  Coming through, nigga, Carderes on the 
block  Cardier block, the 
watch like a 
block  Just how we do it, nigga, hundred on the 
rock  Presidential sweet, uptown nigga  High life, nigga, Cash Money, bitches  Lugshery life boss, shine all the 
time  My bitch in a 
mink, and she drinking red wine   [Mack Mane:]  You know chicks pull down front, when I'm at the 
top  That candy coated paint, wet on my back  That coke white Phantom, yeah, boy, I 
rocks that  Turn Jack Boy to No Boy when I 
cocks that  Then they drop back for more than 8 
steps  I 
hate to take steps, dog, I 
came out the 
pussy runnin  I 
stuck my dick in wintertime, told Summer I'm cummin  I 
ain't frontin, my back yard lookin like an auction  But I 
ain't sellin nothing, and I 
ain't bargin when I 
got them  I 
really treat the 
Summertime like the 
son of mine  Like, grind hard, and shine hard, like I 
got Stunna's mind  Baby, I'm an extra nigga, girl, I 
like extra shit  You know, like extra money, extra clothes, and extra chicks  You know, that extra shit like extra that, and extra this  If you ain't tryna shine, god bless ya, bitch   [Tyga:]  Young nigga with the 
ocean, bae  Palm trees and sand on the 
balkony  Wake up and thank the 
lord for lookin out for me  And all the 
real niggas that surroundin me  I 
think about the 
haters, then I 
count to 3 
 Cause they all just fake, like green screens  Fly niggas don't die, we multiply  So everytime you pop a 
bottle, put it in the 
sky  Show you livin right, top back, no flaws  Hold it in, from Cali to Crenshaw  Ride in them big cars, Tyga, fuckin star  If I 
could do anything in my life more, make more money, dog  Life is easy, but you make it hard  It's no fasod, or a 
meradge  Crossed thumbs, I 
don't mean no harm  Young Money, Cash Money, we never fall  So shauty, tell me what you frontin for  
 
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