Boston George, Cool, Young Thug, Jeezy - Fuck the Summer Up lyrics

Hey Boston George? Whats happening slime
This your brotha
Thugga you know what I'm sayin'
Aye Rizzy Roman
Go get that mother fuckin' bag
You know what I'm sayin'
Like you been doing you know what I'm sayin'

All winter hoe all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard
(yeah) hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard
All spring all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard
What? (hard)

Just to fuck the summer up! Ay!
Just to fuck the summer up! yeah!
I see you grinding I see it
Paying off nothing but respect (Ay ay ay)
Just to fuck the summer up!
Motherfuck the tone of your skin
No pork and rinds just go get you a check
I see you moving that work
I see you doing your dirt man
I can just tell you just
Wan' fuck the summer up
I know about you, I know about you
I know you do all this
Just to fuck the summer up

Flexes, yeah that how you play
Sky Dweller out the hospital that bitch
Is as sick as a patient
Extra ass nigga, just going outta
Had to add another chain
That nigga shit is insane
I see the hate in you niggas
I see my plate getting bigger
CTE be the letters
Feel like ain't nobody better
Woke up cooked the whole bird it
Was gone for it's dry
For the Block homie got the Glock homie
Don't even try it

Glock hidin' In the front
Top hide in the trunk
Nigga be actin like hoe
Like it's that time of the month
Like it's The first of the month
Like it's a check in the mail
I ain't lovin' these hoes
I fell in love with the scale
We fuck up the bands
Then put this shit on the gram
Bitch nigga ain't nothin'
I fuck your bitch in the lam
Ouu she let me kill that pussy last night

All winter hoe all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard (yeah)
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard
All spring all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard

Just to fuck the summer up! Ay!
Just to fuck the summer up! yeah!
I see you grinding I see it
Paying off nothing but respect (Ay ay ay)
Just to fuck the summer up!
Motherfuck the tone of your skin
No pork and rinds just go get you a check
Just to fuck the summer up!

Summertime nigga cop me a Rari'
I dropped a bag on that bitch
Got paper tags on that bitch
300 cash for that bitch
Cause nigga we havin' and shit
You move like a frog homie
We move like the mob homie
We got hoes round us go
Harder than you lame niggas
We got hoes round us more
Chains than you same niggas
My niggas are real, my watches are real
Its So many blunts I think I need me some air
Cop me a half a ticket ain't
Even get the windows tinted?
Why? Cause, I wanna see in this bitch
Cause it's me in this bitch
Fucked up last summer bout
To do it again-gin-gin
You need it we got it they goin' for 10-10-10

All winter hoe all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard (yeah)
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard
All spring all we did was grind
Hard, hard, hard hard, hard, hard

Just to fuck the summer up! Ay!
Just to fuck the summer up! yeah!
I see you grinding I see it
Paying off nothing but respect (Ay ay ay)
Just to fuck the summer up!
Motherfuck the tone of your skin
No pork and rinds just go get you a check