[Intro]
Uh, yea, uh, yea, uh, yea
Let this shit run ya'll
(Otis)
[Verse 1:]
Spit venom inside a raw rhythm
Girls slide denim right off then I'll hit em
Slide off grinning, then back to my business
I'm making songs ya'll
The big kahuna got cojones
Chilling with the owners
We used to act disorderly chilling on the corner
Selling marijuana, smoking marijuana, messing up my Karma, Fuck it
Shit that i did made me who I am, feeling like the son of Sam
Wishing the summer would never end
Bummer when it did, sum, summer come again
If summer was a bitch, tell summer bring a friend
Paint thinner in your face, if you wanna cut the chase
Really need to pump the brakes mother fucker
You will learn I am great mother fucker
You suck, no hate mother fucker
Better watch what you say mother fucker
Mother fuckers being brave mother fuckers?
What you thought shit changed mother fuckers?
Still no sucker in my veins mother fucker
I need Jesus, I need reasons to stop beasting
Stop preaching, start teaching
Hoes say "Oh, hi, O", No Cleveland
Then hoes hit high notes, straight G shit
Bring summer with a pen
Write another verse, sum, summer come again
Summer showing skin, showed summer to my kin
Now Summer is your bitch
Tell summer bring a friend
[Outro]
[crumbles paper]
Fuck it, yo Ricky, from the top yo
#Summer was produced by Ricky Vaughn.
Otis Clapp released #Summer on Mon Jan 20 2014.