paroles de chanson Summertime's Over (Intro) - Burke

Ok I′m back from the water
It's time for the winter
I really wish you wood, like a splinter
Usain Bolt with the whip, cop the sprinter
Tryna ink my next check, yes, like the printer

They say the summertime′s over
The sadness has set in
Now I gotta cope with this depression
I'm in class sober
Listening to lessons
Aye man I really fuckin' wish that I was messing

But see it′s 8 tracks on the tape
Just like the old school
Flip side A
Side B for the pro tools
That′s just my go to
What am I supposed to
Do with all this new free time
Let me show you

Cuz I'm tryna cash it for returns
This ain′t your concern
Like joker let it burn, and turn
Fuck it, I ain't ever gonna see
If were meant to be
Want some wine with the cheese
Sheesh

They say the cover never match the book
You′ll be surprised and shook, so please take a look
Uh
Chef like Steph, don't overcook
And you more of a crook than captain hook
Yuh