Summertime lyrics

[Intro]
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
(It's Trax season bruh)

[Chorus]
It's summer time and a b*tch off work (Ow)
Livin' single, lil' flirt won't hurt (Yup)
Big bubble butt, bussin’ out the skirt (Ah)
You standin' on the wall, but b*tch I came to twerk
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)

[Verse 1]
Ooh, this my jam, the way the beat knockin’
Got the club goin’ ham (Yeah)
Ooh, this my tune
Bad b*tches only, ugly hoes clear the room (Bye)
Lace wig check, steppin’ on they neck
Full set done, feelin’ like the one
Mink when I blink, and my sh*t don't stink (Ah)
Poppin’ bottles over here, buy your other b*tch a drink
Lay on my stomach, toot it up, do the crybaby
b*tch I'm outside, I ain't f*ckin’ with no cry baby
I got the sauce, I got the juice
That coochie old, that coochie loose (Haha)
Pretty in the face like Caitlyn
But a b*tch runnin’ game like Bruce (Ah)
Duck ass hoe, stop hatin’
This not a game find a motherf*ckin’ goose (Ow)
[Chorus]
It's summer time and a b*tch off work (Ow)
Livin' single, lil' flirt won't hurt (Yup)
Big bubble butt, bussin’ out the skirt (Ah)
You standin' on the wall, but b*tch I came to twerk
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)

[Verse 2]
I don't know what you been told, but I got sum to tell ya
Bend it over touch your toes, back it up, let him smell ya
Put that pus*y on his nose, ladies can I get a hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Clean coochie matters, don't say I ain't try to tell ya (Ow)
Cotton candy sweet as gold, b*tch, you know the rest
VVS's blingin’ crazy, drippin’ all down his chest
Cuban link, diamonds pink, chillin' all on my breast (Corona)
If you got the bag for me, boy, come be my guest (Yeah)

[Chorus]
It's summer time and a b*tch off work (Ow)
Livin' single, lil' flirt won't hurt (Yup)
Big bubble butt, bussin’ out the skirt (Ah)
You standin' on the wall, but b*tch I came to twerk
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)
[Verse 3]
The sun out, I'll be goin’ out b*tch serve (Yeah)
Daisy Dukes in a crop top shirt (Ow)
f*ck that n*gga, let go of that hurt
Let him flex with his friends, take his keys to the vert
Ooh girl, slip and slide
Hands on ya knees (Ah, ah), b*tch doodoo brown (Ah)
You got ya coochie cutters on, b*tch, act a clown (Ah, ah, ah)
You gotta skip to my lou (Ah, ah), b*tch, gon’ get down (Ah)
Slide, slide, broke ass n*gga move round (Ow)
Dip baby, dip baby, show ‘em you that b*tch baby (Yep)
f*ck bein’ a wife, I'm a hoochie (Shole is)
I'm self made b*tch so I'm choosy (Yep)
Cash out or dash out, what you choosin’?
That's what I thought, next left go to Gucci (Gucci)

[Chorus]
It's summer time and a b*tch off work (Ow)
Livin' single, lil' flirt won't hurt (Yup)
Big bubble butt, bussin’ out the skirt (Ah)
You standin' on the wall, but b*tch I came to twerk
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)
Now twerk, twerk (Ooh), twerk, baby twerk (Ow)

[Outro]
Twerk, twerk, twerk, baby twerk
Now twerk, twerk, twerk, baby twerk
Now twerk, twerk, twerk, baby twerk
Now twerk, twerk, twerk, baby twerk