Lyrics Khristmas in July - Rik Haring

Put my heart in this shit that you niggas mockin' right
Whats da earth without art and a couple 100 Satellites, yeah
Satellites, yeah
Satellites, yeah
Satellites, yeah

Couldn't fuck with the likes of me if you tried to
Couldnt count on my hands the people ive lied to Khristmas in july
Khristmas in july, yeah
Khristmas in july, yeah
Khristmas in july, yeah

I aint askin for forgiveness from nobody but myself
More concerned w my thirst
I aint rehearsing for my health, yeah
This aint for my health, yeah
This aint for my health, yeah
This aint for my health, yeah

I cant even bare to tell the moment how im feeling
Maybe later
Middle name is alexander, yeah he greater
Im the fuckin greatest, you common denominators
I promise im tired of waitin like
What am i waiting for anyway
What am i waiting for anyway
Aint no fuckin tellin right
(What am i waiting for anyway)
(Aint no fuckin' tellin right)
(Aint no fuckin' tellin right)