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Asher Kuno - Summertime lyrics
Summertime, blue skies
 Feel the breeze, blowing trees
 And it feels good, so good
 Like it should, can you feel it too?
 Summer sand, sun and tanned
 Feeling like a 100 grand
 Underpants up in france
 Like I'm from another land
 I'm a man, I got needs
 Like I need you on your knees
 Hummer me underneath
 Don't forget the nutees
 Hit the weed, wait a week again
 What you see me in starting with
 B and m. tell me what's the bpm?
 89, yeah that's fine, feeling like
 It's summertime. sipping something
 Potent, hope it's love potion number 9
 Damn you fine, from behind, what's your sign?
 What's your size? up your bra, oh my god
 Knock it off, knockers all natural
 Actual, when you're down, asher will
 I'm down for anything but only if the
 Ass is still... 
 Water in my glass of milk
 Abusing this mouthwash - woosh, woosh
 Kush, kush - don't you with that
 This was your life? this is your night
 When it comes to summertime
 Don't you know the world is mine?
 Summertime, blue skies
 Feel the breeze, blowing trees
 And it feels good, so good
 Like it should, can you feel it too?
 Rolling down the street, need to
 Celebrate the weekend
 Picking up my best friends
 Tell em bring the weed and
 90 degrees, even got a slight breeze
 And, I don't need to tell you that
 This be my favorite season
 Hanging on the beach, but I'm sitting
 Under trees, and got a little vodkaAsher Kuno - Summertime - http://motolyrics.com/asher-kuno/summertime-lyrics.html
 Mixed in my iced tea, and don't you know
 I'm light-skinned? gotta use the right shit
 Spf 45th, chilling in my whiteness
 Rolling up sticky buds, sticking all
 To my thumbs, only smoking on a joint
 No, I can't be smoking blunts
 Not for fun, just invite the hot ones
 Bring em to the hot tub, suddenly
 Their tops off, now my rock hard
 Living like a rock star, push it
 To the limit but stay out the back
 Of cop cars. can't be locked up
 By law enfocement. all I do is lean back
 Breathe, and enjoy this... 
 Summertime, blue skies
 Feel the breeze, blowing trees
 And it feels good, so good
 Like it should, can you feel it too?
 Catch me in that '83 heavy chevy
 Do this for the?
 Candy with the? girls to my liking
 36-24-36 sizes, coke bottle models
 Filled with surprises, eyes is
 Wide and girlfriends giggling
 Eenie-meenie-minie, trying to find out
 What I'm swimming in
 In the sundress, gotta undress
 Who got a body and brains, game's
 The dumbest. trees be the bombest
 Loving the calmness. living life
 Too right to get the wrong shit
 And I'm on this, you tell?
 They blow dros, spit flows, lay low
 Where it's sunny, can't complain about
 A thang mane, and I'm chilling with
 Some of the finest thangs on the continent
 So I'm content with having a good time
 In my zone, on patron with a splash of lime
 Summertime, blue skies
 Feel the breeze, blowing trees
 And it feels good, so good
 Like it should, can you feel it too?











