Dear Summer (Album Version|Edited) - Memphis Bleek/Jay-Z

Dear summer I know you gon' miss me

For we been together like

Nike Airs and crisp tees

S dots with polo fleeces

Purple label sh*t with the logo secret

Gimme couple years

Sh*t I might just sneak in

A couple words and like peaches and herb

We'll be reunited and it feels so hood

Have the whole world saying

＂How you still so good ＂

Well I do this in my slumber summer

I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers

You know how I do summer

I drop heat when you bring the sun up

The combo make niggaz act up

I pick the gun up

Niggaz back up; they know

I'm not no fronter

I don't talk sh*t I just flip it Un ya

Sorry Lance

I'm just trying to advance my quotes

I ain't making you the butt of my jokes

But let's not stray from what I came to say

To my beloved

Think we need some time away

They say if you love it

You should let it out it's cage

And f**k it

If it comes back you know

It's there to stay

It's tugging at my heart

But this time apart is needed

From the public

Who should've gave me the pulitz'

Instead gave me they a** to kiss

But you know me

Thugging 'til the casket dips

But still shine light

Down on all my peers

I know they weird some queer

I still want them to share

And all the success I received

I know you can't believe

I still love 'em but they don't love me

They like the drunk uncle in your family

You know they lame you feel ashamed

But you love 'em the same

It's like when niggaz make

Subliminal records

If it ain't directed directly at me

I don't respect it

You don't really want it with Hov

For the record

I put a couple careers on hold

You could be next kid

Keep entering the danger zone

You gon' make that boy Hov

Put your name in a song

If you that hungry for fame

Motherf**ker c'mon

Say when take ten paces and spin

But on another note

'Bout to take another vaca'

On another boat

Goddamn a motherf**ker rode

His way out the hood and I pray

That I stay out for good

But any day you know a ni**a could

Try and play like he Suge

Then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz

You pass the dutchie I blast you trust me

Niggaz can't f**k with me

I'm in a good mood you lucky

I got a good groove

And I ain't trying to f**k my thing up

But I will lay down a couple green bucks

Get you cleaned up

Now I'm Pulp Fiction Colt four-fifth and

Young niggaz that blast for me/blasphemy

No religion

Listen here summer baby

I just believe it's the right thing to do

I got a brand new b**ch corporate America

She showing me a lot of action right now

And I know you put me

On my feet and all but

I mean it's time for me to grow

You gotta let me go baby

You gotta let me go

I'm done for now so one for now

Possibly forever we had fun together

But like all good things

We must come to an end

Please show the same love to my friends

Dear summer