Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summer 96, artist - Twista. Date of issue: 27.06.2019
Song language: English
Summer 96 |
| What can I say to make you see how the fuck I be feelin' |
| Nobody can fuck with the villain because I’m one in a million |
| Really I’m better than, kill the culture or kill the competition if one of 'em |
| willin' |
| With the backwood full of Biscotti, I be the truth up in the booth |
| And let 'em see what it can do to your body |
| Killin' you is hobby, I be the one that be doin' it readily |
| Niggas are scared of me like Illuminati |
| Play time is over, it’s a punisher from the days |
| I’m back again, you thought it was a phase |
| And I be flowin' in magnificent ways |
| Comin' off like a semi; |
| if you ain’t hit, I bet you yo ass is grazed |
| A Windy City chief rocker |
| Since the 90s I can hit the studio and make knocka fuck a drive by |
| And leave the rider shot up |
| Bullets goin' blacka blacka when I come and shoot the block up |
| I’m apocalyptic like the way 2Pac'd spit it |
| Forever like I gotta get it, I’m goin' after the riches |
| You lookin' at a drip so vicious |
| In an era where niggas on camera actin' like bitches |
| Shit, I’m a balla, still up in the game |
| Still got the Tom Brady status with the touchdowns homie |
| Look at how I’m livin', everything is vintage |
| Diamonds all up in it, and I rock a bust-down Rollie |
| Full of fetti, I’m on a mission |
| I’m with it, come get it if you feel like you got a position for the bag |
| I’m articulate like a mathematician |
| And I got the arithmetic of a money magician |
| But I do it for the love |
| Still holdin' my own, I need nobody to buy me shit |
| It’s a Twista, I’m comin' with that grimy shit |
| Let’s take it back to the summer of '96 |