Stuart White - Summer On Smash lyrics

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Stuart White - Summer On Smash lyrics

[Produced by Swizz Beatz] [Intro: Miguel] Bad b**hes, champagne wishes Freaks only, baby -- let me take pictures [Nas and Miguel] Life is good, life is good [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Cîroc on splash, summer on smash Top all gone, got the on summer on smash Tank top on, summer on smash My neck got a whole lot of gla** Got the summer on smash, summer on smash Y'all know who got the summer on smash (WE DO!) Look at baby girl showing that a** She let the world know the summer on smash Got the summer on smash, summer on smash Everybody get the summer on smash We got the summer on smash, summer on smash Y'all know who got the summer on smash [Verse 1: Nas] Got the summer on smash, eighteen karats Little overweight, hit the gym Let's go get the abs in Louis belt hangs on the waist it ain't even fastened I'm trying to get every number from every woman pa**ing me by She's fly; Black, Asian, Boricua Italian, mixed chicks, Middle Eastern Eritrean, Ethiopian, how you opening Just rolled four with them bout to smoke again Rose-gold Rollie, riding the top down How does Pucci bathing suits on a yacht sound Send a ma**ive e-mail to the females Tell ‘em where to meet us, give em the details [Hook] [Verse 2: Nas] It's the jam here, check it It's the summertime, women damn near naked It's single season, they choosing who to mess with I just smashed another belt for the record, respect it Nas get you out your seats, play this in your Jeeps My people in the streets I make it feel like it's the beach My goons close by I'm daring one of y'all to reach I'm protected like the President Ain't gotta give a speech Got a compa** on the wrist, Illmatic on the feets And they ain't even out yet, she like Ciroc peach Chain-smoke cigars, count a whole lot of cash And y'all already know who got the summer on smash [Hook] [Verse 3: Miguel] I gotta do something kinda unexpected, huh Bad b**hes, champagne wishes Freaks only baby Let me take pictures Skin, sin Wait, do you know whose pool you're in Beaches in Brazil, steaks on a grill Your body is a weapon that you can't conceal Real make money when the freaks call Summer on Mars, it's totally Total Recall Like, pura vida, she bu*terfly Caliente, Mami vente, vente comigo, ayo [Hook]