Fifty Grand - Summer Rain lyrics

[Fifty Grand - Summer Rain lyrics]

Summer rain summer rain
It's okay wash away

Aye, yeah, count a bean, aye, yeah
I got it mean, yeah
Bitch off a bean, yeah, aye
Countin' up green, yea, yea
And I'm so mean yea pockets so mean
Yea, yea walk up in Prada
My bitch she a model
My shooters will rob you plannin' on dying
I carry what's on me i swear I'm not lying

Summer rain summer rain
It's okay wash away

Well I don’t want to tell you
That it’s painful to leave
And if it makes you better
Would you talk to me?
I don’t want to be here just for you
To let nothing feel used
I don’t want to tell you that
Every moment I recall

Summer rain summer rain
It's okay wash away
Summer rain summer rain
It's okay wash away

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