Gone 4 The Summer

I was gone for the Summer, for the summer I know we had plans I was buggin Yea But now you got a man do you love him (Do you love him girl? yea) And I know that, I'm not your guy You look so fine, can I, put you in a 2 door Tell me what you in the mood for Im not your guy, you look so fine Can I yea, baby can I Baby, can I pull you closer Ouu baby the weather getting colder Summer time we distant lovers But you know that ima always hold it down And we can look out for each other Winter time we kiss and huggin I can show you how to love Just tell that Nigga he a dub He don't want no static, from the Bronx where it get ratchet In the middle of the winter niggas got it in they jacket Gone for the summer I was tryna get this money, dice games gettin ugly Lotta niggas wearing hoodies Why you messin' wit a lame He ain't ballin he a rookie And dubbin' all my calls, baby this ain't what it should be But don't you switch sides Can you come over we can get high And I can show you I'm a good guy, not a ordinary hood guy I'm not your guy, you look so fine, can I Put you in a 2 door, tell me what you in the mood for Im not your guy, you look and fine, can I, baby can I And Drizzy said it I was gone till November Matter fact it was September, it be hard to remember Outside, hoodie on, selling packs it was regular And you made sure they never set me up So I can never treat you like you one of those And the first time can't even lie you was like 1 and 0 All my ways made you wonder, you ain't letting go Yea all my ways made you wonder you ain't look Can we be grown, you don't gotta home You don't gotta be wit him, it's alright we both wrong You know, I don't wanna be committed And I know you want a Nigga that's gon listen Eating salmon on a island, booking flights wit all yo bitches Can we keep it private city island ain't exquisite. I swear I be pimping in my ride I'm like exhibit pimping In my ride im like a, yea Livin la vida loca I ain't wear no glove cause you know I ain't no mmm I said it in my last one. and we can go half on a baby like a fraction Livin la vida loca, can I f*ck you on the sofa Or we can do it in the backseat I can call you mrs. Jackson if you nasty I was gone for the Summer, for the summer I know we had plans I was buggin Yea But now you got a man do you love him? Do you love him girl, yea And I know that I'm not your guy You look so fine, can I, put you in a 2 door Tell me what you in the mood for Im not your guy, you look so fine Can I yea, baby can I Baby can I, can I, can I Ouu Baby I was Gone for the Summer