Tekster:
Busted Last Summer

girl All alone It made me stare You held me captivated And your wondering, across the street Then you sucked me in I couldnt stay away from you Last summer

girl All alone It made me stare You held me captivated And your wondering, across the street Then you sucked me in I couldnt stay away from you Last summer

blucka young money muthaf-cka u bet we gon do our thing well aint it sunny in the summer and we coming for the comers and whoever among us and u kno imma bust

to the devil, I work this bitch like donkey or last level, every block gotta choppa or two to clear da whole set, dont give a fuck when its time to bust

Young Money muthafucka You think we won't do our thang.. Well ain't it sunny in the summer? And we coming for the commas And whoever among us And you know Imma bust

down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well, the night's busted open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make

Dog, I'm tryin to destroy the salary cap The Source is happy we came six covers, it's covered That'll last about May, June, well into the summer Why

thinking Of calling on you, we're busted" Now we are not thieves But you sure can go wrong when you're busted That food that we canned last summer Is gone, we're busted

thinkin' of callin' on you I'm busted" Lord, I'm no thief but a man can go wrong When he's busted The food that we canned last summer is gone And I'm busted