Текст (слова) песни: Bleek, Memphis - Dear Summer

(featuring Jay-Z)

[Jay-Z]
Dear summer, I know you gon miss me
For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit I might just sneak in
A couple words and like peaches and herb
Well be reunited and it feels so hood
Have the whole world saying "How you still so good?"
Well I do this in my slumber summer
I aint none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer
I drop heat, when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggaz act up, I pick the gun up
Niggaz back up; they know Im not no fronter
I dont talk shit, I just flip it +Un+ ya
Sorry Lance, Im just trying to advance my quotes
I aint making you the butt of my jokes
But lets not stray from what I came to say
To my beloved, think we need some time away
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
And fuck it, if it comes back you know its there to stay
Its tugging, at my heart, but this time apart is needed
From the public, who shouldve gave me the pulitz
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
But you know me, thugging til the casket dips
But still shine light down on all my peers
I know they weird... some queer, I still want them to share
And all the success I received, I know you cant believe
I still love em but they dont love me
They like the drunk uncle in your family
You know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love em the same
Its like when niggaz make subliminal records
If it aint directed directly at me, I dont respect it
You dont really want it with Hov, for the record
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
Keep entering the danger zone
You gon make that boy Hov put your name in a song
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker cmon
Say when, take ten paces and spin
But on another note, bout to take another vaca
On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode
His way out the hood, and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Try and play like he Suge, then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Niggaz cant fuck with me
Im in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
And I aint trying to fuck my thing up
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
Now Im +Pulp Fiction+, Colt four-fifth and
Young niggaz that blast for me/blasphemy, no religion

[talking]
Listen here summer baby, I just believe its the right thing to do
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
She showing me a lot of action right now
And I know you put me on my feet and all, but
I mean, its time for me to grow
You gotta let me go baby, you gotta let me go

Im done for now, so one for now
Possibly forever, we had fun together
But like all good things, we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends
Dear summer
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All About Me
Dear Summer
Hell No
Hood Muzik (feat. M.O.P.)
Hypnotic (feat. Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel)
I Wanna Love U (feat. Donell Jones)
Infatuated
Interlude
Just Blaze, Bleek & Free (feat. Freeway)
Murda Murda (feat. Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel)
My Life (feat. Latif)
Need Me In Your Life (feat. Nate Dogg)
R.O.C.
Roc-A-Fella Get Low Respect It
Round Here (feat. T.I. & Trick Daddy)
Smoke The Pain Away
The One
Understand Me Still (feat. Rell)
War