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Cruel Summer (Double It) Video (MV)




Performed By: The Fix
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Fix Williams, M Willumsen




The Fix - Cruel Summer (Double It) Lyrics
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Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
We been grimy, we been gully
If you acting funny, run up on you wit the high beams (Grrt!)
Keep a couple bodies in my dreams, haunting me
What are we suppose to do
When you know its squeeze, or be squeezed
Shorty all up on me eyeing to please
She know I got that big bag, big bag on me
She can't believe the diamonds drippin' off me
Her eyes real wide like she trippin' off E
That booty so fat, had me ravenous
I didn't have to ask, and she brought a friend
A red bone vixen, with an apple tat
She swallowed it all, made my bitch real mad
I don't think she'll invite her back to the bed
Round two, all yours baby
You'll get fed
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
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Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
We been grimy, we been gully
If you acting funny, run up on you wit the high beams (Grrt!)
Keep a couple bodies in my dreams, haunting me
What are we suppose to do
When you know its squeeze, or be squeezed
Shorty all up on me eyeing to please
She know I got that big bag, big bag on me
She can't believe the diamonds drippin' off me
Her eyes real wide like she trippin' off E
That booty so fat, had me ravenous
I didn't have to ask, and she brought a friend
A red bone vixen, with an apple tat
She swallowed it all, made my bitch real mad
I don't think she'll invite her back to the bed
Round two, all yours baby
You'll get fed
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Hanging up some wet leaves
Trimming up some fat trees
Whippin' in the rubble
Wrist whisk elegantly
Pockets getting chubby
Shorty real bubbly
You know I gotta double it
Double it, double it (Double it!)
Hermès on the belt (Double it!)
Yeah gettin' real stuffed now (Double it!)
Roman pearce in the gutter
Play with the hunger
And his momma gon' wonder
Why he never call her number
It's a cruel, cruel summer (Cruel summer)
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Writer: Fix Williams, M Willumsen
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