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Summer Cold Video (MV)




Performed By: G5Juan
Language: English
Length: 3:37
Written by: Ju Juan Rome
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G5Juan - Summer Cold Lyrics
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Woke up with a smile, I know what's up for me
I put on the table what's made underneath
My cousin grab the heat before he brush his teeth
Will shoot you with a smile if you f*ck with me
On the other side I'm trying to fix my tactics
Stop the antics with romance and trying to be romantic
If I grant you this love don't take this love for granted
I know a lot of women that would love to have it
Leaving with the fall I'm trying to stack the cheddar
Lakers fan, I know the money makes the magic better
Smooth talk, you know the convo makes the gushy wetter
She down to buy any dream a real nigga sell her
She pillow talking to the next so watch what you tell her
Only tell my private info when I'm at the teller
I've been in and out the whip like I deliver letters
Its been 95 degrees and I got on a sweater
The streets get cold in the summer
Beef shit get cold in the summer
Niggas leave you cold in the summer
Them bitches do you cold in the summer
The trust turns cold in the summer
The love turns cold in the summer
Can't be in my feelings, we done felt it all
Ten toes down, ready for the fall
Phone on silent I can't do no calls
If it don't involve me, I don't get involved
Center of attention, she around it all
She jumping for the tip off, she ready for the ballin
5 don't do no tricking I been getting them off me
5 do the low post, I triangle the offense
Granny made us give 10% to the offerings
So I need an extra 10% on what you offering That's what it's costing ya
I'm bossing up
Don't be here for the wins if you won't take no loss with us
We keep doing fly routes like we got Randy Moss with us
I might give my Exes Os to make sure they not crossing us
It gets cold in the summer, it's the worst time to be sick
Only when I made a dollar they tried giving they two cents
When yo top down, nighas get to aiming in ya whip
When the love slips, bitches get to playing with the grip
The streets get cold in the summer
Beef shit get cold in the summer
Niggas leave you cold in the summer
Them bitches do you cold in the summer
The trust turns cold in the summer
The love turns cold in the summer
Can't be in my feelings, we done felt it all
Ten toes down, ready for the fall
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English

Woke up with a smile, I know what's up for me
I put on the table what's made underneath
My cousin grab the heat before he brush his teeth
Will shoot you with a smile if you f*ck with me
On the other side I'm trying to fix my tactics
Stop the antics with romance and trying to be romantic
If I grant you this love don't take this love for granted
I know a lot of women that would love to have it
Leaving with the fall I'm trying to stack the cheddar
Lakers fan, I know the money makes the magic better
Smooth talk, you know the convo makes the gushy wetter
She down to buy any dream a real nigga sell her
She pillow talking to the next so watch what you tell her
Only tell my private info when I'm at the teller
I've been in and out the whip like I deliver letters
Its been 95 degrees and I got on a sweater
The streets get cold in the summer
Beef shit get cold in the summer
Niggas leave you cold in the summer
Them bitches do you cold in the summer
The trust turns cold in the summer
The love turns cold in the summer
Can't be in my feelings, we done felt it all
Ten toes down, ready for the fall
Phone on silent I can't do no calls
If it don't involve me, I don't get involved
Center of attention, she around it all
She jumping for the tip off, she ready for the ballin
5 don't do no tricking I been getting them off me
5 do the low post, I triangle the offense
Granny made us give 10% to the offerings
So I need an extra 10% on what you offering That's what it's costing ya
I'm bossing up
Don't be here for the wins if you won't take no loss with us
We keep doing fly routes like we got Randy Moss with us
I might give my Exes Os to make sure they not crossing us
It gets cold in the summer, it's the worst time to be sick
Only when I made a dollar they tried giving they two cents
When yo top down, nighas get to aiming in ya whip
When the love slips, bitches get to playing with the grip
The streets get cold in the summer
Beef shit get cold in the summer
Niggas leave you cold in the summer
Them bitches do you cold in the summer
The trust turns cold in the summer
The love turns cold in the summer
Can't be in my feelings, we done felt it all
Ten toes down, ready for the fall
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Writer: Ju Juan Rome
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