Текст (слова) песни: Jim Jones - Summer Wit Miami

[Talking]
You see rap music is subliminal
but the music for us is like our own diary
something like a confession
they tell me life is a bitch
she something like the seasons just like mother nature
she comes and go as she please
thats why they get their period once a month
I say that to say this
if you dig that bitch
the summer is yours
she could be cheating on you
ya heard

[Verse 1]
got me feeling like opium
I`m tryin dance with the low of them
open a bottle and it goes around
I`m leaving drunk by 4 A.M.
And watch me jump in a Dolce Benz
top down with the pokey rims
and now I`m swerving so you know I`m bent
I lost count so who knows what I spent
I recall nine {?}
Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers
with one hand in the sky and the other hand was on her thigh
I was grinding to the beat with one hand on my side
now the g`s only as we speed to the Rolex
and three or four g`s is what we sneeze on the Rolex
playing some {?} {?} it`s about 6 A.M.
You think the night is over but it just begin
they say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2
you can see the snow bunnies doing what bad girls do
thats ecstasy weed that had girl to
scoop the bitch that had ki`s selling fast off blue
now I`m speeding to the telly got the Porsche behind
trying to get in her belly the only thought on my mind
like damn; not trying to be pushy or nothing
but since the strip joint girl I should have been fucking

[Verse 2]
I can`t keep it long anymore
I be with my girl when it starts to {?}{?}
And when you love three women it`s hard to keep up with the lies
you see spring my first love I started creeping with July
use to say I had some shows
catch a plane to M-I
then I started tricking dough and bought a Range for July
but I said I`m love sick over this hot ass hoochie
and I seen her when I saw Nas I slapped her with scoofy(?)
We don`t play disrespect but that was the day that me met
summer jam o-2 I hit the stage with my set
but the {?} was from Brooklyn she stil slipped me the number
she said he`s on vacation she get with me this summer
then I been flirting with her over the past two years
now she hates seeing me in the winter ain`t gonna last through the years
now I`m looking at winter like life`s in the picture
and then when June comes I`ll be gone til September
now would you hate me for that
I know your heart`s cold could you wait til I`m back
I`m just a sucker for love
but a nigga hold me down if you wanna fuck with a thug

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Jim Jones - Summer Wit Miami [Talking] You see rap music is subliminal but the music for us is like our own diary something like a confession they tell me life is a bitch she something like the seasons just like mother nature she comes and go as she please thats why they get their period once a month I say that to say this if you dig that bitch the summer is yours she could be cheating on you ya heard [Verse 1] got me feeling like opium I`m tryin dance with the low of them open a bottle and it goes around I`m leaving drunk by 4 A.M. And watch me jump in a Dolce Benz top down with the pokey rims and now I`m swerving so you know I`m bent I lost count so who knows what I spent I recall nine {?} Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers with one hand in the sky and the other hand was on her thigh I was grinding to the beat with one hand on my side now the g`s only as we speed to the Rolex and three or four g`s is what we sneeze on the Rolex playing some {?} {?} it`s about 6 A.M. You think the night is over but it just begin they say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2 you can see the snow bunnies doing what bad girls do thats ecstasy weed that had girl to scoop the bitch that had ki`s selling fast off blue now I`m speeding to the telly got the Porsche behind trying to get in her belly the only thought on my mind like damn; not trying to be pushy or nothing but since the strip joint girl I should have been fucking [Verse 2] I can`t keep it long anymore I be with my girl when it starts to {?}{?} And when you love three women it`s hard to keep up with the lies you see spring my first love I started creeping with July use to say I had some shows catch a plane to M-I then I started tricking dough and bought a Range for July but I said I`m love sick over this hot ass hoochie and I seen her when I saw Nas I slapped her with scoofy(?) We don`t play disrespect but that was the day that me met summer jam o-2 I hit the stage with my set but the {?} was from Brooklyn she stil slipped me the number she said he`s on vacation she get with me this summer then I been flirting with her over the past two years now she hates seeing me in the winter ain`t gonna last through the years now I`m looking at winter like life`s in the picture and then when June comes I`ll be gone til September now would you hate me for that I know your heart`s cold could you wait til I`m back I`m just a sucker for love but a nigga hold me down if you wanna fuck with a thug Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Summer Wit Miami: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/12263.html Все тексты песен: Jim Jones » Jim Jones - Lovely Daze/Memory Lane » Jim Jones - Shotgun Fire » Jim Jones - Summer Wit Miami » Jim Jones - Baby Girl » Jim Jones - Honey Dip » Jim Jones - Summer Wit Miami » Jim Jones - Around My Way Рекомендуем скачать: » Рада и Терновник - Астральный кот » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РџРµС‚РµСЂР±СѓСЂРіСЃРєР°СЏ Р’РµСЃРЅР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Не ясень, не сосна » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Музыкант » Руки Вверх! - Баю-бай » Русалки - Василий » Руки Вверх - Уходи » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Ворон » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Сенсимилья » Руки Вверх - На десять лет назад » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Всё невозможности наши, всё невозможности... » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РњРµСЃС‚Рѕ РџРѕРґ РЎРѕР»РЅС†РµРј » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Зав. отделом культуры » Роберт Александров - У дома старинной закладки... » Раиса Абельская - Обезьянка » Розенбаум Александр - ЧТО-ТО ЗДЕСЬ НЕ ТАК » Ришат Гилязов - Посвящение дочери Луизе » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Нехватка » Руки Вверх - Прошу не молчи » Русский размер - Кто его убивал
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