Hot Boy Summer

Ys why you do me like that daddy?
She know I'm a city boy
I'll be a hot boy all summer
Many girls on my rod
Yeah all summer
Catch me out with them thots
Yea all summer
Atl we getting nasty
I like em' ratchet don't want classy
Shawty active in the backseat
Say can I hit it from the back please

Yeah ain't gotta say that I'm freaky
Lick yo toes make you wanna get wit me
Yea I'm just a young boy in the city
Make her cum when I grip on her titty
Block her number she say I'm saditty
Got my name on the back of the Bentley
And you know I turn up in the city
I done left and came back now I'm better
Got a Patek it's changing the weather
Swear to god she attached like a teather
Money only thing make me feel better
Yeah & maybe a lil head
I put her straight to bed
After I gave her led
She make it clap like lil Soulja
Bend her over
Lay her on the sofa
She gon make a scene
When I to stroking
Only 5 out of 10
Like I'm playing poker

Baby girl I'm a city boy
Yeah you know I'm a city boy
Let me grip on them titties oh

She know I'm a city boy
I'll be a hot boy all summer
Many girls on my rod
Yeah all summer
Catch me out with them thots
Yea all summer
Atl we getting nasty
I like em' ratchet don't want classy
Shawty active in the backseat
Say can I hit it from the back please

Let me hit from the back
While I'm holding my strap
And pulling of yo lace

Lemme hit with no commitment
Sorry baby girl I like my own space

Buss on her lip and her face
I wanna know how good I taste

Come to crib ill teach you lesson

Rich nigga shit my spaceship incrested

All my friends dead
I count my presidents
Before I start counting my blessing

Pulling yo hair with my right
Shit start cramping
I had to switch to my left hand

If you want the dick
You can get it all summer

She a freaky girl
I wouldn't bring her to mother

She giving brain in the back of the hummer

That's sloppy toppy

I don't know her name
But she look like a Kim

Hit from the back I'm getting it in

Yes she bad i want like three of
Her but the kitty bring stress

I'm not tripping
I got multiple women
I come to my class I teach finesse

Hit her once ion save her number
The shit to easy

In love with the money
I don't want it to leave me



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Writer(s): Ys Yahweh
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