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Summer Ends
Dave Blunts
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(It's raw when you need cash only) Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Baby, give me some cash)
Yeah
Too smooth, I can't get caught up, baby (I can't get caught up)
Like a class, but a fat old ass, I keep it 'round, baby (I keep it 'round)
Stack it fast, all for the cash, that's how the town made me
Look in my closet, see expensive bags, I'm not Slim Shady (I'm not Slim Shady)
I'm the ruler, not the tutor, yeah
I'm the type to mix my codeine up, huh, cup look like Coogi sweater
Yeah, he do it, but we do it better
Me and Cheez-Its should collab' together, huh
I keep all the cheddar, huh
I keep all the cheddar, baby, I keep all the cheese
I don't even know her name and now she on her knees
Call the plug up, baby, where the Wocky at?
I got her name tatted 'cause the way she throw it back
I'm just playin', I won't never, ever tat' a bitch's name
My bitch cheated, I ain't tweakin', I just charge it to the game
And I ain't even mad because I know he was a lame
And I cannot go back to all the days of hittin' stains
Winter has come to pass (yeah)
The oppositions never last (yeah)
Wake me up when the summer ends
I got no friends
Dirty little bitch suck dick, no hands
At sixteen, I was addicted to them Xannies
Life got rough, so I robbed my homie
He ain't even know that I had that bitch on me
Niggas actin' fake, yeah, niggas actin' phony (yeah)
G5 on me (G5), uh, show me my opponent (show me, yeah)
Ayy, shorty say she love me, ayy, shorty say she want me (yeah, mhm)
Try to cut a spot in line, my hoes got appointments (yeah, got appointments)
She know me as Dillan, but I go by big homie (yeah, big homie)
Ain't got no cash for bail, but throwin' salt like snail
Walk up in the Louis store, leave a big-ass paper trail
She got it tatted, I know it's us
Pussy can't get close to us
First time, a nigga rushed
Last time, he bit the dust (promise)
Too smooth, I can't get caught up, baby (I can't get caught up)
Like a class, but a fat old ass, I keep it 'round, baby (I keep it 'round)
Stack it fast, all for the cash, that's how the town made me (that's how the town made me)
Look in my closet, see expensive bags, I'm not Slim Shady (I'm not Slim Shady)
Winter has come to pass (yeah)
The oppositions never last (pussy-ass niggas, yeah)
Wake me up (mhm), when the summer ends
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