Summer Flings lyrics

Artist  : John Cena 
Song : Summer Flings



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 [John Cena]

Yeah we doin things now man

It's just another day in the life y'know

Always tryin to do some big bid'ness

Sometimes when we havin fun

Some shit goes down y'know, you ain't expectin
nothin

Then, somethin come out of nothin



It was just another typical day in the summer

Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother

We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip
man

Three wheel motion killin fools like a hit
man

We on some chill shit, vibin out

But we still in the mix, fuck hidin out

On the corner of L Street, I locked eyes with
her

I ain't steppin man this bitch had guys with
her

She came through the crowd and walked over to
me

Catchin me off guard, she actin like she knew
me

Her name was Shannon, she was canon

She's hangin with Melissa, this big booty chick
you couldn't miss her

This chick was like a fitted cap, all over my
dome

Said she wanna get down, but I ain't takin her
home

That's when she said she live right down the
street

She love white chocolate, well I got somethin
sweet



[Chorus 2X: female singer]

Saw you walkin down the street and I

heard you say you had somethin sweet for me

Lover.. (somethin sweet) lover.. somethin
sweet



[Tha Trademarc]

We run game, fill in the blanks with your hon's
name

I can take an Eva hot bitch like bum change

Playin hard to get when I step, I'm afraid

I can treat a chick like cheap gas and
upgrade

Whatever you need, whatever you want

With Trademarc on your arm, girl what more could
you flaunt

There's just something about a summer fling

Got you wondering where I'll be in spring, but
that's another thing

I'll be out girl, quicker than tans

If you want somethin securr, stick wit'cha
man

I ain't lookin for a lover girl, I'm lookin for
sex

I can tell you I got money or I'm pushin a
Lex

Whatever gets you hot, that's what I say next

Gettin passed through the crew girl that's a safe
bet

I think it's funny how it doesn't take a whole
lot

Trademarc's like an open flame, getting girls
hot



[Chorus]



[John Cena]

Yo... with these sweet flows, the streets
knows

whether we pimped out in streets clothes, we the
bomb like deep throws

My speech grows to reach hoes - all over the
globe

I got class like a Ric Flair robe



[Tha Trademarc]

Man I'm in and out quick like Jordan in the
zone

D takin out a bitch like a pass from Shaq to
Kobe

You know me with a extra set of hands

a bitch couldn't hold me man I leave 'em
lonely



[John Cena]

If I catch a glimpse of your chick when she smile
and fine

I make sure she lose your number, she'd be dialin
mine

I ain't about a wife even if she won this
right

I'll fuck for seven days but stand for one
night



[Tha Trademarc]

Man we decked out John, the strict gutter

I'll have a girl repeatin my name in sex like the
bitch stutter

I got moves lookin butter with a tight fade

Forever dipped fresh man like Minot Gray



[Chorus]