Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Summer of Sin , by - Apathy. Release date: 29.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Summer of Sin |
| Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil |
| Another |
| Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil |
| Summer |
| Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil |
| Full of |
| Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil |
| Sin |
| Cape Cod, Block Island |
| Got your whole block whiling |
| Richport to Newport |
| Nothing funny stop smiling, money piling |
| Sun shining, unwinding, water blinding |
| Ray-Bans polarize, no disguise, summertime |
| In New England, on a boat with a few woman |
| Who’s swimming? |
| Start sniffing talking quicker than the Fu-Schnickens |
| Get out my Beamer bitch your bathing suit is still dripping |
| Why you tripping, can’t you see I’m on a mission |
| Girls kissing, this is cool |
| Stay sipping 'till I’m pissing in the pool |
| Last day skipping school as a teen |
| Now I’m all about cash and vagine |
| Maybe fuck her in the ass with a lil' vaseline |
| In the bubble, don’t struggle |
| Get your money and hussle |
| I’m chilling at the Oyster Club |
| Princet with island mussels |
| And I radiate cool like the Fonz |
| But I’m hotter than the sun |
| Fucking blondes 'till their skin turns bronze |
| With a bom-bom puking liquor on the homies lawn |
| People quoting they songs like they were holy Qurans |
| You want a Boston Whaler or Skiff, inhaling a spliff |
| Dick stiff, getting throat while your little boat drift |
| That’s New England lifestyle homie |
| Peep the pedigree |
| My Ouija board channels energy from dead Kennedy’s |
| Like Caroline’s dad got a maritime flag |
| On the cover for the summer with designer travel bags |
| I’m. |
| Beats everyday and pray for heavy waves |
| Got a bitch named Becky who dress like Bettie Page |
| Better chill, 'fore I chase her around like Benny Hill |
| Fuck her in Poision Ivy patch, where’s the Benadryl? |
| Summers magic, back and forth |
| You can find me at the shore |
| Arguing if we should take the born on the Sagamore |
| Foul mouth Falmouth kids are loving my rap |
| Cause I represent the East |
| Putting New England on the map |
| From Stonington Borough all the way to North Truro |
| In like, less than three hours with the Audi Turbo |
| It’s like, I like loud music |
| Party invader |
| That’s word to your mothers black dog wind breaker |
| I’m so nautical, Nautica’s not an option |
| And jocking the J Crew that I’m rocking |
| I’m so popping I’m popular |
| Pop shots at the rappers who rap regular |
| Retina scans the infrared signature like a predator |
| Ap for president preference of people who represent |
| The place of my residence |
| And you can see evidence |
| All the way from Connecticut out to Venice with Evidence |
| My sentence will shake up the oceans floor and stir the sediments |
| Bodies bobbing on the water surface like a buoy |
| Hootchies with the coochie cut her shorts showing booty |
| This is not a movie, this is really and truly an East Coast summertime, |
| so unruly I’m… |