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YONAS : Girls of Summer lyrics

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YONAS lyrics : "Girls of Summer"

CHORUS:
One Sec, I'll be back.
I feel like I'm being trapped.

Way too many girls in the Summer, Summer.
And once more (Ooh!) it's on.
Slow motion on the dance floor.

I'm probably drunk but I love her, love her.

VERSE 1:

... So many women in the world.
But I'm focused on the baddest one in the buildin'.
Put it down, put it down, she put it down.

'Cause she love how I give her that feelin'.
Baby girl this is not a hobby.
I'm not a fan of the Paparazzi.

But when a label asks,
I tell 'em "I'm worth a million dollars and a mother $#&@in' Maserati." (Whoop!)
I've been away, but I'm back to party.

Rum and [email protected]&@e, call it black Bacardi.
Got a love for the Piff I'm sorry.
I'm Jimi Hendrix with a mix of Marley.

I rock, Lamaur and Dauley.
Claw money shades, in a black Denali.
So lets go down where the lights stay bright.

And girls get left, if they don't get it right like....

CHORUS:

One Sec, I'll be back.
I feel like I'm being trapped.
Way too many girls in the Summer, Summer.

And once more (Ooh!) it's on.
Slow motion on the dance floor.
I'm probably drunk but I love her, love her. Yeah!


VERSE 2:
... Yo!

Push to the Max. I could never do the minimum.
Give me any game and I bet you I'll be winnin' 'em.
Swimmin' in women with their own condominiums.

That's why they call me a "Bad Boy."
And you're bad girl, like damn girl.
%#@!, how the hell you get up in my damn world.

But, you're lookin' like a star and I'm a fan girl.
And I ain't sayin' that to get up in your pants girl, but. Ha!
You got a rockin' body.

Rum and [email protected]%!e call it black Bacardi.
6 a.m. no hotel lobby.
It's after hours so lets after party.

I've got a love for the piff I'm sorry.
I'm Jimi Hendrix with a mix of Marley.
Lets go down where the lights stay bright.

And girls get left if they don't get it right, like....

CHORUS:

One Sec, I'll be back.
I feel like I'm being trapped.
Way too many girls in the Summer, Summer.

And once more (Ooh!) it's on.
Slow motion on the dance floor.
I'm probably drunk but I love her, love her.


BRIDGE-A:
Aye girl, show me what you got! (Aye!)

Aye girl, show me what you're workin' with! (Aye!)
Aye girl, let me see you drop! (Aye!)
Aye girl, show me what you're workin' with! (Aye!)


BRIDGE-B:
All these girls around me.

I'll let you drown me.
If you let me swim in your soul.
I'll stop when, I feel like I'm locked in.

Then I've gotta let you go. And I'll say.

CHORUS (2X):

One Sec, I'll be back.
I feel like I'm being trapped.
Way too many girls in the Summer, Summer.
And once more (Ooh!) it's on.
Slow motion on the dance floor.

I'm probably drunk but I love her, love her.

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