Kahiem Rivera - Cement, Sand

We could get it poppin' on a Sunday
Like it's summertime
We could make a locket with our faces
We could make a shrine
We could take a trip in the whip
Floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven
We could get it poppin' on a Sunday
Like it's summertime
We could make a locket with our faces
We could make a shrine
We could take a trip in the whip
Floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven
We could
Where does the love go
When you're gone
If everyone has a choice
Maybe I made the wrong one
Never thought that I'd do this
Who this? Judas
I don't really care about the uses
Truth is, never really stopped being stupid
Move it
Got a little pot? I could use it
Do it
Ain't that hot but it's humid
Sweat in my eyes
I don't have enough fluid
Cool it
This is all confusing
Guess I'm in the doghouse
Guess I'm only human
Guess I dream fluid
Guess I fucked up
Guess it's all one in the same
We all fucked
Gotta stop running that game
It's all luck
Gotta stop running from pain
It caught up
Caught up
Turned out it was all or nothing
Got flipped upside down
I'm in a dungeon
We just kids making the rounds
We at the function
We used to kiss in this town
And that was something
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could take a trip
We could, we could floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven bitch
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could take a trip
We could, we could floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven bitch
Everywhere I go
Feels like before
Every place I stay
Like yesterday
Every place I leave
Feels like a dream
Everything I say
They nod and say okay
Okay
This ain't the side show
I'm leaving through the side door
I'm going home
Don't you dare knock up on my door
I know I did wrong
But Lawd it felt right
I thought I'd grow up and live up to all my self hype
Where does the love go
When you're gone
If everyone has a choice
Maybe I made the wrong one
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could take a trip
We could, we could floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven bitch
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could get it poppin'
We could, we could get it
Summertime
We could take a trip
We could, we could floor the pedal
Feel like, feel like this is it
This is it
I'm in heaven bitch

Written by:
Hollye Bynum, Kahiem Rivera

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