《Summer Seventeen (Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Summer Seventeen (Explicit) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/Yo Gotti

[00:00:01] Written by：William Leonard Roberts II

[00:00:04] Rick Ross：

[00:00:06] You scared to die ni**a

[00:00:09] Open your eyes wide and I pray you are

[00:00:12] Rick Ross：

[00:00:14] I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it

[00:00:17] All the d**e boys say they wanna be me boss

[00:00:20] I got a lick boy I got a lick

[00:00:22] 2017 trust me boy this one is it

[00:00:26] I used to smoke the w**d until my fingers burn

[00:00:29] Pool of b**ches f**king me I got em' taking turns

[00:00:32] My ni**a bought the stick but you wanna fade

[00:00:35] Made runnin' in the bank a residential thing

[00:00:38] All my *s mad they like f**k the world

[00:00:41] Back to standing on the ave with a couple birds

[00:00:45] If you a killer well I'm tryna see

[00:00:47] Cause calling the police the only thing free

[00:00:51] I had to park that purple Lamborghini

[00:00:54] And pull that Chevy back out on the cement

[00:00:57] I'm from the city where they kill for nothin'

[00:01:00] And all Renzel do is push a button

[00:01:02] Rick Ross：

[00:01:03] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:06] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:09] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:12] All my *s I'm talking all my *s

[00:01:13] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:15] Yo Gotti：

[00:01:15] I had a quarter mil' when I was seventeen

[00:01:18] Quarterback and quarter keys plus I own the team

[00:01:21] Rather you than me rather me than you

[00:01:24] Riding in that coupe hanging out shooting

[00:01:27] Glass panoramic top I don't got no roof

[00:01:30] Your b**ch wishing on a star

[00:01:32] I can see the moon

[00:01:33] I can count to a million with my eyes closed

[00:01:36] And shoot a p**sy with that chopper while I'm blindfolded

[00:01:40] Draco draco draco draco fitted cap a halo

[00:01:43] Activis and Faygo no pussies on my payroll

[00:01:46] It's 'bout to be a cold summer hot winter

[00:01:49] This year in march I might make it rain 'til September

[00:01:52] Rick Ross：

[00:01:52] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:56] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:01:58] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:01] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:04] Rick Ross：

[00:02:05] I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it

[00:02:08] Half a million to my lawyer cause he undefeated

[00:02:11] Shots fired you short of breathing

[00:02:14] Barefoot cause them kids took your Adidas

[00:02:17] I'm keepin' fried fish up in my mama pan

[00:02:20] How much y'all detectives call yo' boy the son of sam

[00:02:23] Zaca flesh shake up the block that's with a hundred grand

[00:02:26] Put that voodoo on you *s so that gun'll jam

[00:02:30] You know them *s killers how they name ring

[00:02:33] You know them *s winners how they chain swing

[00:02:36] All the b**ches sellin' p**sy charge the same thing

[00:02:39] Richest ni**a in the hood we call him rain man

[00:02:41] Rick Ross：

[00:02:42] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:45] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:47] All my *s let's go

[00:02:48] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:51] I want my *s rich by summer seventeen

[00:02:54] Yo Gotti：

[00:02:54] Lord I'm talking all my *s

[00:02:58] All my *s

[00:02:59] Every one of 'em ni**a

[00:03:01] Summer seventeen ni**a