Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Summer , by - Whitney Peyton. Song from the album iridescent, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.08.2018
Record label: Tragic Hero
Song language: English
Summer |
| We be vibing, yeah we do this everyday |
| When you callin', you know I be on my way |
| We don’t ever pay attention to the hate |
| Like «What you say?"(Like «What you say») |
| Like «What you say?"(Like «What you say») |
| I say |
| Okay, let’s chill for the moment |
| The P be filled with emotion |
| Never thought that I do it like I did it |
| But I did it with a little bit of skill and devotion |
| And a little bit of pills and a potion |
| My flow they sail through the ocean |
| On a boat with my homies |
| Then to Nova Scotia |
| That’s worldwide distribution |
| I do it just to do it |
| I came aways from shifty Buicks out in |
| Philly cruisin' |
| And now I’m kickin' back and living for the ride |
| Taking this |
| That’s just a minute at a time |
| Back it up, back it up right now |
| Slow it, slow it, slow it down and |
| We don’t even gotta think right now |
| We just doing what we wanna |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Remember back way from age ten to sixteen |
| We hit that 7/11 and get like six drinks |
| Out on the corner, chillin' |
| Sippin' on some iced tea |
| Talking about crushes and bumpin' our favourite CD’s |
| We didn’t need nothing but sun and someone to run with, nah |
| We didn’t have money or someone to run the budget, nah |
| Way back when Muppets where the only puppets that |
| We fucked with |
| But now we seeing all these puppets out in public, huh |
| It’s kinda troubling, let’s remember when it wasn’t |
| Honey suckles, and summer loving |
| Double dutches, shooting hoops and cracking up |
| If you move without improvement then you gotta back it up |
| Back it up, back it up right now |
| Slow it, slow it, slow it down and |
| We don’t even gotta think right now |
| We just doing what we wanna |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |
| This feel like summertime at the Plat |
| Weather is beautiful and it’s packed |
| Business as usual, bumping that Juvenile |
| Women just throwing it back |
| Ain’t no South Beach, just South Street |
| Day drink till they’re drowsy |
| Take a road trip to the county |
| And it ain’t a party without me |
| Wait, take a pause like an intermission |
| There I go again reminiscing |
| Young man no inhibitions |
| Thank God I ain’t in the prison |
| But you know it now we focused |
| Making records that’s the dopest |
| Was a poet now we flowing like the ocean, yeah |
| Middle school age, blue Kool-Aid |
| New records on Tuesday |
| Bumping Clue tapes |
| No love for the two face, excuse me |
| Now I got merch in a suitcase |
| Taking off like a toupee |
| Wish I could go back, mmm maybe it ain’t too late |
| Back it up, back it up right now |
| Slow it, slow it, slow it down and |
| We don’t even gotta think right now |
| We just doing what we wanna |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |
| Summer |
| Living like it’s summer |