summer of love - vibbar lyrics
[intro – poet]
you might as well invite skits then?
– barrin’ barrin’ barrin’
[skits]
she said, she said, she said
she said she wanna do drugs..
[verse 1: skits]
i’m skits girl i’m not sane
on a dark night i go bane
i ain’t lying girl i ain’t tame
like ea sports i got game
no cocaine, where the weed at?
come my drum i’ll beat that
my loves like drugs, you’ll relapse
i’ll make it sink in like bean bags
shout “free max” when i feel waved
scratch my back like you’re a dj
bring your friends we can have a three way
if your hips don’t lie, girl call me pique
if i move to fast, slow it down..
moscow flows i’m coldest out
big like tobz girl you know my style
[chorus: jordy]
eh, she went down for the camera
told her smile for the camera
i went blaow with the camera
then i went down with the hammer
you and your three friends
come link with us for the weekend
them man pree us, we don’t pree them
my dons finesse it in sweden
us man are down in the dm’s
my dons finesse it in sweden
feel it up with no feelings
my dons.. my dons finesse it in sweden
[verse 2: skribz]
see i had a down ting, browning, stepping all over me
meant to elope but supposedly
hoes’ll be hoes so these hoes’ll be
holding her phone when she rolls with me
texting her man
but now gyal wanna act so i close the scene
till man are feenin’ like jodeci
head held over me
pun that. run back
s-x getting overly mad
short little n-gg- with the backpack
caught with her figure so i grabbed that,
bored of her n-gg- and if that’s that
snap back, socks and a t and of course i deliver when i tap that
she was on all fours like, ‘babe, am i all yours?’
quick pause, then i thought, man ah mad g-ssed
all on my floor with her slippers and her mad back
just a yellow n-gg- in a rat trap, scr-p that!
[chorus: jordy]
eh, she went down for the camera
told her smile for the camera
i went blaow with the camera
then i went down with the hammer
you and your three friends
come link with us for the weekend
them man pree us, we don’t pree them
my dons finesse it in sweden
[the confect]
bless the p-ssy, been a reverend
g-ssed up when i revved it
dm’s to a text message, take a sip of my beverage
f-ck the body and her bredrin
i’m ‘a turn justin slayer in a second
just to slay her in a second
just to lay the lethal weapon
[outro]
she said, she said, she said
she said she wanna do drugs..
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