Summer Summer Lyrics

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