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All Summer Video (MV)




Performed By: Official Phranchize
Length: 3:41
Written by: Bernard Risco




Official Phranchize - All Summer Lyrics




Uh
Reminiscin' on them summer days
Free smoke from my plug so ain't no co to pay (No consignment)
We ain't takin no L's
That's why we rollin J's (L's)
Youngbul addicted to money
I'm in a paper race (Cash)
Yea
I could put ya bottom bitch up under me
Switchin gears straight to the money
This life's a blur to me (Flash)
She say money make her cum she don't cum for free
She won't cum for you
But she'll cum for me (Uh)
She said she needs someone who's comforting
So I go down on her like a submarine (Sike Naw)
Got her bussin bullets bussin like a bumblebee (Brrrt Brrrt Brrrt)
Checkin out by eleven from the double tree Yea
In and out it like a Robbery (Ahhhh)
She know timing is money so she make time for me (she make time for me)
Philly nigga fell in love with the finer things
Diamonds in the rough
Shining like a diamond ring (oh!)

We used to jugg in the summer (Jugg, Jugg, Jugg)
Rolling on them backwoods in the summer (We Rollin)
Now we count it up in the summer (Count it up, Count it up)
Numbers up
Run it up
In the Summer (run it, Run it up)
All Summer, All summer, All Summer Yea (All Season)
All Summer, All Summer yea (The whole Season)
All Summer All summer All summer yea (Yea)

Shit is straight
We came up from scrapin plates
Out Astoria with JP sippin that 38
Why hate me?
We get the same twenty four Everyday
Tryna get it from the muscle that means each and every way
(I I I I I I)
I got plans need milllions in my hands
This for all of my niggas that went to jail over hot pans
We cookin up, really started from the bottom
Now it's lookin up, whole daily planner
Book it up, What
Uh
We used to jugg in the summer late nights with the bosses used to get it with the runners
Uh
This game cold judge slam the gavel the case closed
My big homie did a bid for his Draco
Out the mud imma get it in still tryn flip it
Before they put my in the ground they gotta give me prison
It don't matter where I came from aint a pot to piss in, ain't tryna fit in the skies the limit
We rockin different, Uh

We used to jugg in the summer (Jugg, Jugg, Jugg)
Rolling on them backwoods in the summer (We Rollin)
Now we count it up in the summer (Count it up, Count it up)
Numbers up
Run it up
In the Summer (run it, Run it up)
All Summer, All summer, All Summer Yea (All Season)
All Summer, All Summer yea (The whole Season)
All Summer All summer All summer yea (Yea)

Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea... yea yea

All Summer, All Summer!
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Uh
Reminiscin' on them summer days
Free smoke from my plug so ain't no co to pay (No consignment)
We ain't takin no L's
That's why we rollin J's (L's)
Youngbul addicted to money
I'm in a paper race (Cash)
Yea
I could put ya bottom bitch up under me
Switchin gears straight to the money
This life's a blur to me (Flash)
She say money make her cum she don't cum for free
She won't cum for you
But she'll cum for me (Uh)
She said she needs someone who's comforting
So I go down on her like a submarine (Sike Naw)
Got her bussin bullets bussin like a bumblebee (Brrrt Brrrt Brrrt)
Checkin out by eleven from the double tree Yea
In and out it like a Robbery (Ahhhh)
She know timing is money so she make time for me (she make time for me)
Philly nigga fell in love with the finer things
Diamonds in the rough
Shining like a diamond ring (oh!)

We used to jugg in the summer (Jugg, Jugg, Jugg)
Rolling on them backwoods in the summer (We Rollin)
Now we count it up in the summer (Count it up, Count it up)
Numbers up
Run it up
In the Summer (run it, Run it up)
All Summer, All summer, All Summer Yea (All Season)
All Summer, All Summer yea (The whole Season)
All Summer All summer All summer yea (Yea)

Shit is straight
We came up from scrapin plates
Out Astoria with JP sippin that 38
Why hate me?
We get the same twenty four Everyday
Tryna get it from the muscle that means each and every way
(I I I I I I)
I got plans need milllions in my hands
This for all of my niggas that went to jail over hot pans
We cookin up, really started from the bottom
Now it's lookin up, whole daily planner
Book it up, What
Uh
We used to jugg in the summer late nights with the bosses used to get it with the runners
Uh
This game cold judge slam the gavel the case closed
My big homie did a bid for his Draco
Out the mud imma get it in still tryn flip it
Before they put my in the ground they gotta give me prison
It don't matter where I came from aint a pot to piss in, ain't tryna fit in the skies the limit
We rockin different, Uh

We used to jugg in the summer (Jugg, Jugg, Jugg)
Rolling on them backwoods in the summer (We Rollin)
Now we count it up in the summer (Count it up, Count it up)
Numbers up
Run it up
In the Summer (run it, Run it up)
All Summer, All summer, All Summer Yea (All Season)
All Summer, All Summer yea (The whole Season)
All Summer All summer All summer yea (Yea)

Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea... yea yea

All Summer, All Summer!
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Writer: Bernard Risco
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