Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Top down in my whip wit my dip
Bossin making moves taking trips
Beyonce Jay Z kinda shit
On the playground Fresh Prince
Blow a bag at Phipps stay at Ritz
Carlton
Diamonds dancin on my wrist
Blow my candle stick make a wish
Saucy wit the drip I don't miss
No my team play
We live both ways
Papi store on the corner
Sipping on Arizona
All my chips be Lays
You see my donuts glaze
All my hits just blaze
Room room I'm scape
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Ayo this that kind of summer for my cocky
I'm winner in this rink
They call me Stephon Amir Ali
I'm colder than my ice
I bet I freeze you when you sight see
Call me Pisces, Keep pussies on they wet
I mean tsunami, Shit try me
Cuz leaving by myself was never likely
I make her call me daddy, call me baby, call me papi
That ignorance is poison
Let me educate you IVYs Ask about me
"Oh Stephon he's a hoe"
Oh shit might be, shit probably
My dick is like a bomb, now suck me off
Now watch it blow up
Take this wood, now throw it back
Smell like a pound soon as I pull up
Counting, clounting all these Hondo's
Throw some bills, trap in the bando
Now we on and now I'm lit
Now like please tell me where that bluntville
Ayo
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Like hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Aaron Thomas - Summertime (feat. Stephon Amir) Lyrics
Aaron Thomas - Summertime (feat. Stephon Amir) Lyrics
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Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Top down in my whip wit my dip
Bossin making moves taking trips
Beyonce Jay Z kinda shit
On the playground Fresh Prince
Blow a bag at Phipps stay at Ritz
Carlton
Diamonds dancin on my wrist
Blow my candle stick make a wish
Saucy wit the drip I don't miss
No my team play
We live both ways
Papi store on the corner
Sipping on Arizona
All my chips be Lays
You see my donuts glaze
All my hits just blaze
Room room I'm scape
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Ayo this that kind of summer for my cocky
I'm winner in this rink
They call me Stephon Amir Ali
I'm colder than my ice
I bet I freeze you when you sight see
Call me Pisces, Keep pussies on they wet
I mean tsunami, Shit try me
Cuz leaving by myself was never likely
I make her call me daddy, call me baby, call me papi
That ignorance is poison
Let me educate you IVYs Ask about me
"Oh Stephon he's a hoe"
Oh shit might be, shit probably
My dick is like a bomb, now suck me off
Now watch it blow up
Take this wood, now throw it back
Smell like a pound soon as I pull up
Counting, clounting all these Hondo's
Throw some bills, trap in the bando
Now we on and now I'm lit
Now like please tell me where that bluntville
Ayo
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Like hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Top down in my whip wit my dip
Bossin making moves taking trips
Beyonce Jay Z kinda shit
On the playground Fresh Prince
Blow a bag at Phipps stay at Ritz
Carlton
Diamonds dancin on my wrist
Blow my candle stick make a wish
Saucy wit the drip I don't miss
No my team play
We live both ways
Papi store on the corner
Sipping on Arizona
All my chips be Lays
You see my donuts glaze
All my hits just blaze
Room room I'm scape
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Ayo this that kind of summer for my cocky
I'm winner in this rink
They call me Stephon Amir Ali
I'm colder than my ice
I bet I freeze you when you sight see
Call me Pisces, Keep pussies on they wet
I mean tsunami, Shit try me
Cuz leaving by myself was never likely
I make her call me daddy, call me baby, call me papi
That ignorance is poison
Let me educate you IVYs Ask about me
"Oh Stephon he's a hoe"
Oh shit might be, shit probably
My dick is like a bomb, now suck me off
Now watch it blow up
Take this wood, now throw it back
Smell like a pound soon as I pull up
Counting, clounting all these Hondo's
Throw some bills, trap in the bando
Now we on and now I'm lit
Now like please tell me where that bluntville
Ayo
Summer time
Money on my mind
Imma flex
Flex like oh my God
Hit me up
Like hit me on my line
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Summer time yea yea
Summer time
Summer time yea yea
Sexy is a crime
Damn a nigga fine
And you know we getting lit when it be that summer time
Writer: Aaron Thomas, Stephen Woodard
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid