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Bun (aye)
Bun (aye)
Bun (aye)
Bun (aye)

[CHORUS:]
Hey girl I picture you in a bubble bath Oh
I picture your body soaking wet Oh
So baby just take your clothes off Oh
(aye aye aye) I want you next to me so
I can rub you down I wanna set it off.

[Verse 1:]
I gotta real fly crib off the shore in Miami (Miami)
When you walk out on the balcony baby you can
See the ocean (ocean) (ocean) Ocean
You can see the Ocean (ocean) Ocean baby
Money ain t a thang I got that red like candy (candy)

Take you up to my Peny house We guaranteed you
Gone be floatin (floatin) Floatin
Take you out boatin (boatin) boatin
Were getting VIP service Champagne bottle poppin
(Hey) to model shoppin bra strap poppin
Hey baby hey baby Now to my ladies run this to mother

[CHORUS: x2]
Hey girl I picture you in a bubble bath Oh
I picture your body soaking wet Oh
So baby just take your clothes off Oh
(aye aye aye) I want you next to me so
I can rub you down I wanna set it off.

[VERSE 2:]
Chillin at the car wash
I m in my hard top
You lookin like no fuss in your sweats and your converse
Oooh baby can we convert
Now I can see you in my future
Self sets back rubbin
Good lovin girl
Do you feel me
Ay bay bay
Ay bay bay
Now do my ladies run this mother

[CHORUS x2]

[VERSE 3:]
You got me runnin like a motor boat
(Breathin ) I m Breathin heavy like some older folg
Let s get comfortable
Rub you with a shoulder stroke
Do you feel me flow
Now what if I laid you on a bed of pink roses (roses)
Would you let me pluck you (pluck you)
Flip you round
Turn you over
Curling all your toeses
Yes Lord time to have sex yo

[CHORUS x2]

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
to seize everything you ever wanted

One moment
would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom s spaghetti...

[chorus]
What time is it?
Summertime!
It’s our vacation.

What time is it?
Party time!
That’s right, say it loud.

What time is it?
Time for our lives. Anticipation.

What time is it?
Summertime!
School’s out. Scream and shout.

[Troy]
Finally summer’s here.
Good to be chillin’ out.
I’m off the clock. The pressure’s off.
Now my girl’s what it’s all about.

[Gabriella]
Ready for some sunshine.
For my...

Oooooooh, that shit right there on fiyah

One look one glance wanna touch it
Them jeans make niggas confess like Usher
I can barely get this thing in through customs
That ass on fire, ask Pharrell and Busta
I just stand here wit my Gucci top
Pause for the Fuji...

They told you not to yield to temptation and opened their arms
Make your own inferences

Inscrutable chaos in my head
Inevitably
Greed will take its toll
Why
There s no place to hide
Let me free myself

The anathema...

[Juvenile]
Look I m tryin to live right now
Make a better place for my kids right now
Or get out my face is how it is right now
All I wanna have is my own shit right now..
So much go through my head...