KANKAN, Fifty Grand, Mixed Matches - Summer Rain

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Summer rain
Summer rain
It’s okay
Wash away
Aye, yeah, count a bean, aye, yeah
I got it mean, yeah
Bitch off a bean, yeah, aye
Countin' up green, yea, yea
And I’m so mean yea
Pockets so mean
Yea, yea
Walk up in Prada
My bitch she a model
My shooters will rob you
Plannin' on dying
I carry what’s on me
I swear I’m not lying
Summer rain
Summer rain
It’s okay
Wash away
Well I don’t want to tell you that it’s painful to leave
And if it makes you better would you talk to me?
I don’t want to be here just for you
To let nothing feel used
I don’t want to tell you that
Every moment I recall
Summer rain
Summer rain
It’s okay
Wash away
Summer rain
Summer rain
It’s okay
Wash away