Thre3dee - Summer Summer

Thre3dee
Yeah
Summer, Summer
Summer, Summer
Summer, Summer
Hmmm
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run she my runner
Look book she my page turner, turner
Fun time's summer, summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run she my runner, runner
Look book she my page turner, turner
Turner, turner yeah so
Start of season & I'm looking for my reason
In your marinade maybe me you season
With some extra sexual healing
Pin you to the ground kickback off the ceiling
More pushing n squeezing
Nothing like you're ex baby
I know he struggled to get his keys in
Love how me you be teasin, teasin
How did he struggle to get his keys in
Keeps happening like the tea & biscuit tin
Dip, dip dab let the happiness begin
Gotto lose yourself baby for the search to begin
I'm going deep undercover
So you shiverin, shiverin
No magician but the magic clearly I'm deliverin
In oil ulay skin on skin foreplay, foreplay
Struggling to keep myself away
No sleep still dream, dream
You & I baby my dream team
Bright lights full beam, sexy emotion ice cream
Then you scream now baby we dirty, dirty
Shower clean we dirty, dirty shower clean
Summer, summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run she my runner, runner
Look book she my page turner, turner
Fun time's summer, summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
Look book she my runner, runner
Runner, runner
Too right too right
Day & night Passion body canvas
Skin on skin confess
Another bootyful confession
No need to dress I care less you dress less
Together we keep working that hot mess
Limits tests lose rest
Unwrap the lace in which u laced
Tongue pleased how you taste
I'm your ctr alt you're my paste
Body fluid never went to waste
Out my chest my heart just raced
Love how my rocket landed in your space
You look yummy, yummy
Wanna give you something kicking
Inside your tummy I'm daddy, daddy
You babies mummy
Tell me you the one for me
Promise to deliver that daily pedigree
Why fantasise baby when I'm your reality
Tongue rotation speciality
Wanna grab you how you grab me
For me you gift rapped beautifully
Be the storm for my fence make love
Forget making sense
Make sense make sense
Make love forget making sense
Hmmmm yeah
Summer, Summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run with my runner, runner
Look book she my page turner, turner
Fun time's summer, summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run she my runner, runner
Look book she my page turner, turner
Fun time's summer, summer
She got a drum
I'm just her drummer, drummer
Body of narcotics
We on a run she my runner, runner

Written by:
Akeel Alam

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