| Might buy a river to go swim in
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| I was born rich like I’m Diggy Simmons
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| Teeth bright like a bowl of lemons
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| Need an old bitch that look like Robin Givens
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| It’s my season, my season
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| They didn’t miss me when I went and left my region
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| Now that they miss me, they want me to send a beacon
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| Woke up like eight in the morning
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| Recorded this, like I’m on Sway in the Morning
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| I need the crib with the lake and a forest
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| My bae be foreign, I made her tourist, yuh
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| The only girl I want is Aya Jones
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| Forget Aya, I’ma fly her home
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| I’ma buy Aya an island home (yuh)
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| Put some diamonds on her collarbone
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| With my old hoes, I would hide my phone
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| Old hunnids and they all a tone
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| Bitch, my pocket, this is a college loan
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| It’s money that you smell, it’s not cologne
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| All year been on road, green go, won’t slow
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| I shot my shot, boom, boom, reload
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yeah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yeah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (Lil Boat, yah, uh)
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| Might buy a river to go swim in
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| I was born rich like I’m Diggy Simmons
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| Teeth bright like a bowl of lemons
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| Need an old bitch that look like Robin Givens
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| Might take a trip to get away in the trap with the AK
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| Fuckin' on a bitch named Samantha
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| And her pussy wetter than a tidal wave
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| Phone been ringin' all damn day
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| Hunnid plays just to get made
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| Bustin' juggs in the hallway
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| Never went to class 'cause that shit was gay
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| I dropped out to make more money
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| Hipster hoes that look like snow bunnies
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| One to suck dick and one to fuck on me
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| Time’s tickin', so I need it now
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yeah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yeah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yah)
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| All year long, summer, spring, winter, fall (yah)
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| It’s my season, my season
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| They didn’t miss me when I went and left my region
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| Now that they miss me, they want me to send a beacon
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| It’s my season, my season |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Season , by - nessly. Song from the album Still Finessin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп