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work all summer - sam austins lyrics

(intro)
work all summer

(verse 1)
new whip, i need that impala..
new money, need me that gwala..
new house away from my mama..
new york, then bae in bahamas..
need a vacation, i’m running the nation..
i f-ck her with me on the playlist, she tell me like boy you ain’t know that you famous..
them n-ggas be fakin’ sh-t..
i’m makin’ nothin’ but..
quality, f-ck with us..
i got the team on ten..
you don’t got nothin’ up..
everything here is official.. come for the top just to leave an initial..
i know that boy and that boy superficial
they think you real, i’m just realer, forreal doe, okay..
all of yo’ new sh-t outdated..
all of yo’ topics recycled, you said that you making a statement, i do this sh-t 24/7, you do it once, go on vacation, i’m not for a moment of silence, i’m all of the noise for my city, the land of the free and we bangin’..
i heard that yo’ n-ggas ain’t bangin’.. i heard yo’ girl see me sw-ngin’..
i’m tryna fly to the caymans..
me and yo’ favorite, i think she was asian..
you said that you was the one and i think you just playin’, i’m sayin’ just hand me my payment..
back to the future we talked about, crew full of n-ggas you n-ggas gone talk about, hop out the whip that yo b-tch was just talkin’ bout, i think the work is the sh-t that it’s all about, f-ck is you saying..

(hook)
work all summer (x8)

(verse 2)
that boy the king of the flow..
that boy is headed for goat..
that boy is king of the castle, that boy is the best in the city, and boy it’s just best that you know
all of the ogs, they know me, yo ho finna trick off my roley, yo n-gga my brother, aye homie, i hope that you don’t take it lightly, i got all my stripes f-ckin’ hoes in these nikes
yessuh!
i think we f-ck alot..
i think she cuss alot..
i think she want alot..
baby girl i cannot cuff no thot..
i got a couple n-ggas..
i do not f-ck with n-ggas..
i am a free gorilla..
i am a rapper k!lla’..
i am a god, who yo target, look to the sky when you talk to the prince of detroit, i’m the one..
i was the one fore you won, when i stayed in the stu, going dumb
n-ggas done let all that sh-t to they head..
i told my brother, we come for the bread..
i told you n-ggas we aim at yo’ head..
this for yo’ future instead..
f-ck is you talkin’ bout, i can do any and everything, i am above all the f-ck sh-t, vip when i come into the function, me and my team, we don’t need introduction..
back to the future we talked about, crew full of n-ggas you n-ggas gone talk about, hop out the whip that yo b-tch was just talking bout’, i think the work is the sh-t that it’s all about, f-ck is you saying..

(hook)

[verse 3: free sledge]
i walk in the club then i stun and stunt, i came through the back, i don’t f-ck with the front, now i’m looking around like “d-mn which b-tch i want?” (godd-mn)
man which b-tch i want?
been working so hard, it’s a must that i flaunt
not taking no l’s, i can’t cope with no loss
that att-tude hard but that -ss is so soft, girl i pay for that p-ssy, don’t care what it cost, godd-mn
money, i spend that, ain’t trippin’ on some sh-t i know that i can get back
shawty text my phone asking can i whip fast
she hop up in my sh-t, she know she getting whiplash
hit the dash as soon as we left the crib, lil’ mama see how i live, we out here doing it big
workin’ all summer, i swear i stayed at the crib
free -ssociaton, we taking over this b-tch, n-gga. (free!)
i am the n-gga these b-tches, they wanna meet
all these n-ggas, they wanna be
can’t believe it, they seen how a n-gga came up, and they hate me but that’s how it’s gonna be
off that patron, d-mn i feel like a bumblebee
i’m in my zone, no you n-ggas can’t f-ck with me, i love my team, no you n-ggas can’t f-ck with free, i got my strap, know that b-tch it be stuck to me
i get to bangin’ on n-ggas, i’m du-du-dumpin’ these n-ggas, they just get to runnin’
i’m from a city where you can turn nothing to something and n-ggas might come take that from you
back to the future we talked about, crew full of n-ggas you n-ggas gone talk about, hop out the whip that yo b-tch was just talking bout’, i think the work is the sh-t that it’s all about, f-ck is you saying b-tch!

(hook)

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