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The summer time

Not on mines but on summers time

I seem to lay next to the most beautiful season that all year it stays devine

And everytime she bates her eyes I seem to laugh but can nothin take away from her personal swagga

influenced by making money with a blunt or two after

Do what you do boo as long as it keeps her laughing

And maybe later I can be her substitution to fill her mind and body with love instead of polution..

Cus I like the way she walks with confidents of style and grace...

I swear her body and mind is beautiful in every single way

When I see her she makes my soul happy and it never seems to stop

I swear her spirit stays with me all the way to antioch....

But now that she's here I seem to love summer more than spring