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Pool Day Video (MV)




Performed By: Landon Sears
Featuring: DJ Grumble
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Caleb Lee, Landon Warren Sears




Landon Sears - Pool Day Lyrics




[ Featuring DJ Grumble ]

Can you open the gate to pool
Raspberry lemon mix great with azule
Tryna get rid of the complaining I do
When the sun do shine then we making move

I ain't been whipping the streets, really do fill me with terror
Escalades out to get me I'm afraid to make error
But see the sunny days giving me the ultimate leisure
Had to rest for a second and recover my fever
Had to take a step back from all these underachievers
Can't let they energy and tendencies influence me either
But I'm back now
I can bet my name getting bad mouthed
But ain't no storm pulling my mast down
The yacht still cruise
I don't wanna think about the money I lose, on booze, dinner with the crew, and last but not least all the shoes and jewels, not like any of this really news to you

You got your hair done up girl
I can tell that u wanna come up girl
Your goal is have the paparazzi run up girl
It's easy to see you like the eyes on you
I'm like girl what up
Tell me how much you gon spend at brunch
How much was champagne in your cup
Do it for the gram for the eyes on you

Fake plants in the crib cuz I'm gone a lot
Fever dreams about the fact that I ain't on top
Lifting heavy before the studio for me noddin off
Gotta wake up, I order Jamaican

Now I'm by the water that's something I'll stay for
Putting on sunscreen and browsing the vape store
Need to create more need to paid more
Yogurt parfait on the way to the lakeshore

Rooftops when I feel I gotta bounce back
Sandalwood shampoo and heated towel racks
I'm known Running up tabs at the Outback
Only make songs cuz my life need a soundtrack
Living allusive it's hard for me to wanna promote
Keep the fit monochrome, I been living on the road
So many travel nightmares thank God I made it home
Finally getting recognition feeling I conquered Rome
Watching the NBA trades
Dropping the pin to my mates
Deposit 10 in the safe
I'm rocking pendents from Spain
I'm scared of minimum wage
I keep defending my takes
They want me living afraid
They want me guilty and shamed
They want crippled and maimed
They want more limits and chains
They scared to death of what could happen if I give em the game
Feel good and I'm back in the states
We got the diesel and a pack of the grape it's young limo

You got your hair done up girl
I can tell that u wanna come up girl
Your goal is have the paparazzi run up girl
It's easy to see you like the eyes on you
I'm like girl what up
Tell me how much you gon spend at brunch
How much was champagne in your cup
Do it for the gram for the eyes on you
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English

Can you open the gate to pool
Raspberry lemon mix great with azule
Tryna get rid of the complaining I do
When the sun do shine then we making move

I ain't been whipping the streets, really do fill me with terror
Escalades out to get me I'm afraid to make error
But see the sunny days giving me the ultimate leisure
Had to rest for a second and recover my fever
Had to take a step back from all these underachievers
Can't let they energy and tendencies influence me either
But I'm back now
I can bet my name getting bad mouthed
But ain't no storm pulling my mast down
The yacht still cruise
I don't wanna think about the money I lose, on booze, dinner with the crew, and last but not least all the shoes and jewels, not like any of this really news to you

You got your hair done up girl
I can tell that u wanna come up girl
Your goal is have the paparazzi run up girl
It's easy to see you like the eyes on you
I'm like girl what up
Tell me how much you gon spend at brunch
How much was champagne in your cup
Do it for the gram for the eyes on you

Fake plants in the crib cuz I'm gone a lot
Fever dreams about the fact that I ain't on top
Lifting heavy before the studio for me noddin off
Gotta wake up, I order Jamaican

Now I'm by the water that's something I'll stay for
Putting on sunscreen and browsing the vape store
Need to create more need to paid more
Yogurt parfait on the way to the lakeshore

Rooftops when I feel I gotta bounce back
Sandalwood shampoo and heated towel racks
I'm known Running up tabs at the Outback
Only make songs cuz my life need a soundtrack
Living allusive it's hard for me to wanna promote
Keep the fit monochrome, I been living on the road
So many travel nightmares thank God I made it home
Finally getting recognition feeling I conquered Rome
Watching the NBA trades
Dropping the pin to my mates
Deposit 10 in the safe
I'm rocking pendents from Spain
I'm scared of minimum wage
I keep defending my takes
They want me living afraid
They want me guilty and shamed
They want crippled and maimed
They want more limits and chains
They scared to death of what could happen if I give em the game
Feel good and I'm back in the states
We got the diesel and a pack of the grape it's young limo

You got your hair done up girl
I can tell that u wanna come up girl
Your goal is have the paparazzi run up girl
It's easy to see you like the eyes on you
I'm like girl what up
Tell me how much you gon spend at brunch
How much was champagne in your cup
Do it for the gram for the eyes on you
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Writer: Caleb Lee, Landon Warren Sears
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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