I know summertime, down South, girls wear white tees
All my New York upstate girls in the Nikes
But all my T.O. girls, you know I got you
And they lyin' if they ever say I'm not the truth
I only wanna make you mine
And take it slow and take my time
So this one here is just for you
I'm slidin' by later, shawty, me and my crew
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, uh
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, uh
Tell me where you at, shawty, tell me what you know, uh
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, G
This for my Houston girl, my New York girl
And TO girl, my Creole girl
My hold the phone and press record
That TiVo girl and she so thorough and
Don't think a nigga forgot about my B-more girls
That rock them weaves and see them curls
Say fuck a hater, she don't care
So this one represents my heart
Even though I had you from the start
So this one here is just for you
I'm slidin' by later, shawty, me and my crew
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, uh
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, uh
Tell me where you at, shawty, tell me what you know, uh
Pull up on them girls and we swinging on folk, G
So where y'all really at, though?
What y'all been on back out East?
Huh, I mean, you might as well just slide with me
I got two 40s and old weed
So lay back with it, mama, soon as we slide to the city
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