Summertime

Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
Sitting at the pool and we bump this track
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
Sitting at the pool and we bump this track
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
This is Summer twenty-two
Let me bounce right back
Let me get this checked
Whole crew is lit
I'm in love with my fit
This is a summer time drip
Fillin up my Glas and we sip conjac
Already know I'm in love with this life
Man I'm rolling up a blunt
I can touch the sky
It's me and my peepz
Just a fuckin vibe

Summer time
And you know what that means
When you see our queens
With them short ass jeans
And I can't hesitate
I gotta flirt (Gotta flirt)
I'm Baller shoot my shot
Gotta work (Gotta work)
And I'm steppin to the party
Crispy clean
With a all white fit
And some iced out teeth
Pass me a drink
Get me some fruit
Let's start the night
Smokin some wood
Hey shawty
Why you acting shy
You a ten out ten
Not just kinda fine
Oh you balkan-ish
I see it in your eyes
So let me switch it up
And we can be tonight
Kako si
Lijepa zena
Ti moje zlato
Yea I got you
Baby everything you want
We can do it all tonight
Please don't worry bout that money
Baby I got you alright

Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
Sitting at the pool and we bump this track
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
Sitting at the pool and we bump this track
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Shawty bad as fuck
And this shit get wet
Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
I got too much swag
Bro the floor got wet
All this ice on me
Call me Chuck Liddell
And i Party like
This my farewell
Fillin up my glas and we sip conjac
Too many bottles and we just drank that
One, two, three to the four
Last to the pool gotta get some more

Yea
Yea and that's what I like
When we party all night
And the chicks look fly
Man I spill champaign
All night long
Got her twerkin in her thong
And she wanna do show
Get down on it
Get slow on it
When I'm on the dance floor
I'm Chris Brown on it
Got stuff you never seen
Man I'm moving just to clean
Got your girl comin over and she wanna get my...
Don't trip
Man that's stuff that gonna happen when I'm lit
Yea i dreamed of this life
So im gotta live it right
That means whips, chicks, fits, hits
All that
I ain't holding back
Ain't no stopping
I want these records
Yea I'm locked in
So better cool these bottles
Cuz imma hit the lotto
Yea imma hit the billboard charts
Yea I got to



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Writer(s): Simon Navermann
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