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I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties |
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Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi |
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Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie |
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Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody |
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I just need a dime and some sunshine |
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A little magic, a cut above the average |
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Everybody movin' in, I told 'em that's what happened |
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Cut above the records, who the hell you think they blastin'? |
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Kiss the hand of the new boss |
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All jazzed up, I ain't ever been to Utah |
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Packed up, ready for the journey, got my U-Haul |
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Game's over, sunk the eight followed by the cue ball, cue ball, cue ball |
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Tapes pop Panama to Cuba |
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Jack's chasin' everything I chew on |
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Life is just a party and you missin' every nuance |
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Keep your comments, cut 'em out the picture with your coupons, coupons |
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You are everything I'm lookin' for |
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Fireworks every time that I'm lookin' towards |
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Everything I do I do I promise imma do it to the best of my ability |
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I prove it |
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I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties |
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Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi |
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Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie |
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Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody |
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We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love |
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And we on top so come with us |
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If you gon' roll then lift your cup |
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Summertime |
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I just need a pretty girl one time |
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No commitments down to get it in quick |
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I'm just tryna drink a few |
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Soak up all the sunshine |
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Not a damn thing running through my young mind |
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Thank God for the new hits |
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Walking down the beach |
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And hearing my own music |
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Couldn't feel better |
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Cutie on my right, bad as ever |
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And my homie told me I could never get her, get her, get her, get her |
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Yup, I can't even explain the feeling doing nothing |
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But just chilling with your gang |
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Things up the road and I seen up on the place |
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Can't compare to bein' with the homies |
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Some things never change |
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It's summer love, some number gon' exchange |
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I left a couple hearts bleedin' |
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It's part of the game |
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And I know I, know I gotta lot of work to do |
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But imma keep on workin' for the music |
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I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties |
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Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi |
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Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie |
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Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody |
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We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love |
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And we on top so come with us |
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If you gon' roll then lift your cup |
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Summertime |
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Summertime |
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We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love |
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And we on top so come with us |
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If you gon' roll then lift your cup |
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Summertime |
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Summertime |
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Summertime... |
