Jay-Z "Dear Summer" |
Dear Summer I know you gon' miss me �Fore we been together like Nike Airs and Crisp Tees S Dots with Polo fleeces Purple label shit with the logo secret Gimme couple years shit I might just sneak in A couple words in like peaches �n' herb We be reunited and it feels so hood While the whole world saying how you still so good Well I do this in my slumber Summer I ain't none of these half-ass newcomers You know how I do Summer I drop heat while you bring da sun up The combo make niggaz act up I'll pick a gunner Niggaz back up they know I'm not no fronter I don't talk shit I just flip it un' ya Sorry Lance I'm just tryna advance my quotes I ain't makin' you the butt of my jokes Well let's not stray from what I came to say To my beloved Think he needs some time away They say if you love it, then you should let it out its cage And fuck it then comes back you know its there to stay It's tuggin', at my heart but this time apart is needed From the public dat shouldn't gave me the public Instead they game me they ass to kiss But you know me thuggin' �til da casket dense Still shine light down on all my peers I know they where Some queer I still want them to share And all the success I receive I know you can't believe I still love �em but they don't love me They like the drunk uncle in ya family You know they lame, you feel ashamed But you love �em the same It's like when niggaz make subliminal records If it ain't the directed directly at me�I don't respect it� You don't really want it with HOV For the record, I put a couple careers on hold You could be next kid Keep entering the danger zone Gon' make that boy HOV put ya name in a song If you dat hungry for fame muthafucka c'mon Same win, take 10 pages and sand it But on another note �Bout to take another Vaca' On another boat Goddamn a muthafucka wrote his way out the hood And I pray that I stay out for good But any day you know a nigga could Try to play like Suge Then I gotta play like dutch shush You pass the dutchy I'll blast you trust me Niggaz can't fuck wit' me I'm in a good mood I got a good groove And I ain't tryna fuck my finger But I will lay down a couple green bucks get you cleaned up Naw I'm Pulp-Fiction, coke 4-5thin' Young niggaz dat blast at me, no religion Listen hear Summer baby I just believe it's the right thing to do I got a brand-new bitch corporate America they showin' me a lotta action right now And I know you put me on my feet and all but I mean, it's time for me to grow You gotta let me go baby You gotta let me go I'm done for now, so one for now Possibly forever we had fun together But like all good things, we must come to an end Please show the same love to my friends Dear Summer Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |