Summer's Way (feat. Don Don)
Look good on the gram better in person
When she walk it's like murder
Never clock in always be working
Pretty face pretty smile
Attitude well nobody's perfect
She could win the presidential election
And still be in the mirror twerking
Body exotic shawty you got it
You do what you want cause you poppin'
I heard she from houston
That booty be moving
I'm loving the way that she rock it
She on a wave she got the drip
She got that water faucet
Don't play bout her money
So pull out yo wallet
Or she just might step out of pocket
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a a savage
But she the baddest
She do not fuck with average
She into fashion
She gotta have it
She want the diamonds and carrots
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a savage
Yea she the baddest
Hmm mm mm mm
Yea she the baddest
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Oo girl I love you so
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on who
You already know
Want yo body not yo soul
Something I need you to know
I'm on the come up and sometimes it's slow
Can't buy you diamonds and gold
Can't bless a soul less it glow
You gone be here or the door
Catching me down
That's when I need you the most
Is you my angel or a ghost
Guess only heaven would know
And I be going thru' hell tryna get to her
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on who
You already know
Want yo body not yo soul
Something I need you to know
I'm on the come up and Sometimes it's slow
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a savage
Want yo body not yo soul
Yea she the baddest
Something I need you know
I'm on the come up and
Sometimes it's slow
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on you
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on you
When she walk it's like murder
Never clock in always be working
Pretty face pretty smile
Attitude well nobody's perfect
She could win the presidential election
And still be in the mirror twerking
Body exotic shawty you got it
You do what you want cause you poppin'
I heard she from houston
That booty be moving
I'm loving the way that she rock it
She on a wave she got the drip
She got that water faucet
Don't play bout her money
So pull out yo wallet
Or she just might step out of pocket
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a a savage
But she the baddest
She do not fuck with average
She into fashion
She gotta have it
She want the diamonds and carrots
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a savage
Yea she the baddest
Hmm mm mm mm
Yea she the baddest
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye
Oo girl I love you so
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on who
You already know
Want yo body not yo soul
Something I need you to know
I'm on the come up and sometimes it's slow
Can't buy you diamonds and gold
Can't bless a soul less it glow
You gone be here or the door
Catching me down
That's when I need you the most
Is you my angel or a ghost
Guess only heaven would know
And I be going thru' hell tryna get to her
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on who
You already know
Want yo body not yo soul
Something I need you to know
I'm on the come up and Sometimes it's slow
Say that she tired of the lies
Tell me you with me or not
She do not fuck with the opps
Shawty gone blow up the spot
Yea she a savage
Want yo body not yo soul
Yea she the baddest
Something I need you know
I'm on the come up and
Sometimes it's slow
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on you
Never ever gone let you go
I'm forever tryna let you grow
Once I get my hands on you
Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Green
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