Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck Summer Jamz, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fuck Summer Jamz |
| Lil' freak bitch, eat this dick up |
| Shoot me down the way, I gotta make a pick-up |
| Ninety day grind, nigga, get your chips up |
| In Atlanta, me and 80 servin' P’s off the Fisker |
| The way the jewelry dance, bitches wanna tip us |
| Got the spot jammin' all fuckin' summer, how they miss us? |
| Faggot ass Chauncey, why don’t you come and hook these grits up? |
| My homeboys comin' from that way, they tryna get some |
| I used to bleed the road, damn, I miss my job |
| State trooper sittin' right there, baby, look alive |
| Unc' named his clothing line Granny, he be whoopin' pies |
| Took her on a spa day in the Benz 'cause the coupe massage |
| Call me Van Damme, nigga, where the action? |
| Broke boys don’t ever shop with me because a nigga taxin' |
| We got brown and white, that’s that Michael Jackson |
| Hustle game like an SRT, I be tryna lap 'em |
| Like a cancer patient, we want all the smoke |
| Nickname Lil Meeky Monday, we move all the dope |
| Bitches call me crazy, never call me broke |
| She just mad 'cause I don’t fall for shit these niggas fallin' for |
| Fake ass rap niggas, fake ass trap nigga |
| Give me the cash for it then I’ll be back with it |
| Fuck an iPhone, I sell dope on my jack, nigga |
| Fuck a nine to five, I run up racks in that time, nigga |
| Mama say a nigga actin' funny (Huh?) |
| I can’t even talk, I’m navigating through Kentucky (I'll call you right back) |
| They know I’m racked up so bitches love me |
| First I get the head and bust a nut, don’t even touch me |
| My side ho know about my main ho |
| Both of them confused 'cause I treat 'em like the same ho |
| Gucci ease the pain, never rainbow |
| Blue hundreds on me, lil' bitch, who I’ma change for? |
| Call me Van Damme, nigga, where the action? |
| Broke boys don’t ever shop with me because a nigga taxin' |
| We got brown and white, that’s that Michael Jackson |
| Hustle game like an SRT, I be tryna lap 'em |
| Like a cancer patient, we want all the smoke |
| Nickname Lil Meeky Monday, we move all the dope |
| Bitches call me crazy, never call me broke |
| She just mad 'cause I don’t fall for shit these niggas fallin' for |