Soulja Boy - Cold Summer lyrics

[Hook x2] In the street's it's getting hot And the youths dem a get so cold Searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap [Verse 1] The most lyrical comprehensional Soulja Boy Tell'Em I'm three dimensional My swagger's off the f**ing chain I am not no f**ing lame Off the top of my f**ing brain I go hard on this track mane Soulja Tell'Em mane, my motherf**ing wrist same color as a damn taxi n***a don't ask me or grab me, hara** me You f** n***as flash me, your task b**h Soulja Tell'Em I'm back on the track again (track again) What's hannenin (what's hannenin) What's hannenin what's hannenin what's popping and what's stopping him What's stopping him? Nothing Cause I'm on deck like your motherf**ing b**h on my dick With her lips and she s**ing s**ing s** and s** I bust (bow) Bow Soulja Boy Tell'Em make you bust now I'm on deck And you already know that my chain look just like snow [Hook x2] In the street's it's getting hot And the youths dem a get so cold Searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap [Verse 2] Do you see how my watch glistening? Or do you see how this black teeth fit in? Damn I'm fixing to rip this them grips so hard I'm off my feet like I'm flying Flyer than a motherf**ing island And I got your b**h smiling, she wiling I did-her-did-her-did-her down good Up in my hotel suite I'm like George Bush Soulja Boy Tell'Em, Soulja Boy Tell'Em Soulja Boy, are you listening? b**h quit hissing, I can see you But you can't see me Soulja Boy Tell'Em I'm a f**ing fool So much swag and I'm super cool Who the f** are you? Get the f** away from me Or my goons might go ahead and sprain you, B [Hook x2] In the street's it's getting hot And the youths dem a get so cold Searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap [Outro] I'm the sh**, mane I'm the sh**, b**h I'm the sh**, b**h I'm the sh** I'm the sh**, b**h I'm the sh** I'm the sh**, b**h