Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seasons Change, artist - Fabolous.
Date of issue: 28.11.2019
Song language: English
Seasons Change |
Summer, summer, summertime |
Time to sit back and unwind |
Renegade, Renegade, Renegade |
Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy |
She ain’t fuckin' with no lame |
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
Yeah, the reasons change like seasons change, yeah |
If money talks, then please explain, yeah |
It’s more than words that we exchange, yeah |
You wanna ride? |
It can be arranged, yeah |
That thing wetter than Key Biscayne, yeah |
And I deliver like a pizza chain |
I came through drippin' like she’s a drain |
And I’m drippin' in ice like freezin' rain, yeah |
Busy tonight, ain’t gotta work tomorrow (Work tomorrow) |
Come take it easy, you’ve been workin' hard (Workin' hard) |
What if I said you ain’t gotta twerk at bars? |
You could quit tonight and call your boss a jerk tomorrow (Jerk tomorrow) |
Would it still be the same with her? |
You know it’s hard to get her back once the game get her |
Add the hustle, trips, and watches too, the swag |
Gotta shout out to the single ladies faithful to that bag |
Tory, what we doin'? |
Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy |
She ain’t fuckin' with no lame |
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
They was cuffin' all winter, now they single in the summer |
Everybody booed up, they were singin' in the summer |
I ain’t goin' back and forth with you niggas in the summer |
Got me in my feelings like Shiggy in the summer |
I found out Kiki didn’t love me, she ain’t been ridin' |
She just been hidin', sprinter door slidin' (Slidin') |
That’s how she bumped into her other dude |
And now her other dude see her with another dude |
And her other dude cool with her another dude |
I won’t even talk about the other other dude (Other dude) |
This some She’s Gotta Have It shit |
Some Nola and her niggas Thanksgiving savage shit |
Some Russell Westbrook triple-double average shit |
But for me to give a shit I gotta have the shit (Have the shit) |
Thought I had you but I had to learn |
I ain’t have you, I just had my turn, yeah |
Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy |
She ain’t fuckin' with no lame |
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy |
Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh |
Just tryna see if it’s the same with her |
Summer, summer, summertime |