Sammy Adams Sammy Adams - Live Free Stay Young

Summertime all the time
Bitches, bitches, boys
Score!
But hey, Sammy Adams

Yea, summertime all the time
3 Years back, now I’m living with my guys, so
Now where your ties, bankers lose your ties
Thank you to my fam for coming along for the ride
I got a feeling and it just won’t stop
Pulling 4 or 5 girls in the goddamn box
Back to the crib in the future I’mma live
And baby we can go in but for now no kids
Sharp up, yup need to find a rondo
Gotta be one around this motherfucking condo
Cops on the way, people fuckin’ on the law, no
I don’t give a damn, if I’m free staying young so
Yea, only job this summer is the 10
Got balls like I’m son of fucking Zan
Ex text me still
And she callin’ me for favors, can’t wait to chill

Cuz it’s (summertime)
I don’t give a damn, if I’m free staying young so
Summertime
I don’t give a damn, if I’m free staying young so

I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
Got a feeling and it just won’t stop

These dudes soft as boobs and 2 tops
One shit, everybody gotta let go of jones and 2 socks
Down to Nerot, the party’s on rooftops
Well say you’re too hot, get drunk take new shots in
Text, these days every chick be wanna sex
Come down, get lucky could be next
Getting lucky is a skill
If I get lucky get a mill
For everybody that go ‘round with me
Cold slice, bonfires on the beach
Bring a bittie if you like, it’s the life I preach
Couple shows and we say bamboo
Never cared about money, getting paid in booze
Jump on stage, never have no booze
Just scream for some cuties while they flash their boobs
Cheers baby and I hope it never rains
But even if it does we gon do it all again

Cuz it’s (summertime)
I don’t give a damn, if I’m free staying young so
Summertime
I don’t give a damn, if I’m free staying young so

I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
I’ve got a feeling and it just won’t stop
Got a feeling and it just won’t stop

Yea, open that wretch
Summertime all the time
And say..
Sammy Adams
I mean, ok cool
So ok cool
I’m CMG
Get with it
Ya
Summertime all the motherfucking time
Take your shirt off