Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summer, artist - Jaden.
Date of issue: 26.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Summer |
Yea it’s summer |
(And I’m slizzy) |
Holistic garden tripping till I’m sunburnt |
(Yea I’m bout that shit) |
Got a show in Baja Mar and it’s a runner |
(Bout to mushroom through) |
Yea it’s raining baby, it’s about to thunder |
Had a drink, we need another, cause it’s summer |
Yea it’s summer |
I got hitters in the suburbs |
(I got hittas) |
You’re so pretty, nice to meet you, what’s your number |
(Nice to meet you) |
I pop a pill and then we fuck into a slumber |
(Poppin pillies) |
And now my hand print on your ass because you’re sunburnt |
I got magic up my sleeve like I’m Dumbledor |
Little goodie, two shoes, let’s get in trouble more |
And we in a bungalow, the hotel got another floor |
Putting towels under doors because it’s summer |
Kyle told me, «Jaden get back on your Philly ting, |
If you ain’t popping in the streets then you ain’t doin' shit» |
Rainbow diamonds in my teeth so now I’m flowin' with it (Rainbow drip) |
And the swim trunks underneath because it’s summer |
Yea it’s summer |
I got hitters in the suburbs |
(I got hittas) |
You’re so pretty, nice to meet you, what’s your number |
(Let me get it) |
I pop a pill and then we fuck into a slumber |
(Niggas trippy) |
And now my hand print on your ass because you’re sunburnt |
Super soak, cannon ball, hidden roads, always packing different clothes |
Super slow, got you dancing in your room making videos |
There you are, satellite, even when the city’s closed |
Thinking about falling in love with you because its summer |
Day trippin', plane switchin' |
When we pull up it be way different |
Lemonade tinted lenses |
We ain’t playin' with them |
When I look up at the sky I only see the vision |
At your mom’s house on the grass because it’s summer |
Yea it’s summer |
I got hitters in the suburbs |
(I got hittas) |
You’re so pretty, nice to meet you, what’s your number |
(Let me get it) |
I pop a pill and then we fuck into a slumber |
(Niggas trippy) |
And now my hand print on your ass because you’re sunburnt |
Yea it’s summer |
I got hitters in the suburbs |
(I got hittas) |
You’re so pretty, nice to meet you, what’s your number |
(Let me get it) |
I pop a pill and then we fuck into a slumber |
(Niggas trippy) |
And now my hand print on your ass because you’re sunburnt |