(feat. Trey Songz)
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's something like the seasons just like mother nature
She comes and goes as she please
That's why they get their period once a month
I say that to say this
If you think that bitch
Summer is yours
She could be cheating on you
Ya heard
Got me feeling like opium
I'm tryna dance with the loaded M
open a bottle and it goes around
I'm leaving drunk by 4 am
And watch me jump in the golden 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 clevage
Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers with
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