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The Rocket Summer Say

all these all these people who wanna feel alone don't wanna be grow old and not get it just say that you need so say you need so say that you need me

baby doll) With all its yuletide joy and cheer (I got a football) But theres one thing I'd like to say Is that I hate Christmas day (I got a rock!) Its

little momma, Chiddy in the spot Where you at pretty lady show me what you got They say why you rappin' for the kids for I said my clothes come fitted, the Lids store This summer

straight across her belly through her cooch and down her bum, You could be the pony boy you could be the one, You drive it like a semi to the setting summer

man where I'm from Ask em who rock ice on tha west (Baby: They say Mac) Ask em who gotta scared wearin vests (Baby: They say Mac) Ask em who got like

t Well look here y'all don't say nothing than I won't Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Go

mama, Chiddy in the spot Where you at pretty lady? Show me what you've got They say, why you rapping for the kids for? I said my clothes come fitted, the Lids store This summer

of the town, call him young John Gotti Sittin down with the plug, bout to order up some taco's Talkin' velveeta hella chips, nachos And you really gettin' money, say

All of us are here tonight Something new with movin' on We've been thinkin' 'bout it all year long Got the right moves, Cheetah Girls Here we go, gonna rock