Seasons Change - Fabolous, Tory Lanez

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and unwind

Renegade, Renegade, Renegade

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy

She ain’t fuckin' with no lame

She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

Yeah, the reasons change like seasons change, yeah

If money talks, then please explain, yeah

It’s more than words that we exchange, yeah

You wanna ride?

It can be arranged, yeah

That thing wetter than Key Biscayne, yeah

And I deliver like a pizza chain

I came through drippin' like she’s a drain

And I’m drippin' in ice like freezin' rain, yeah

Busy tonight, ain’t gotta work tomorrow (Work tomorrow)

Come take it easy, you’ve been workin' hard (Workin' hard)

What if I said you ain’t gotta twerk at bars?

You could quit tonight and call your boss a jerk tomorrow (Jerk tomorrow)

Would it still be the same with her?

You know it’s hard to get her back once the game get her

Add the hustle, trips, and watches too, the swag

Gotta shout out to the single ladies faithful to that bag

Tory, what we doin'?

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy

She ain’t fuckin' with no lame

She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

They was cuffin' all winter, now they single in the summer

Everybody booed up, they were singin' in the summer

I ain’t goin' back and forth with you niggas in the summer

Got me in my feelings like Shiggy in the summer

I found out Kiki didn’t love me, she ain’t been ridin'

She just been hidin', sprinter door slidin' (Slidin')

That’s how she bumped into her other dude

And now her other dude see her with another dude

And her other dude cool with her another dude

I won’t even talk about the other other dude (Other dude)

This some She’s Gotta Have It shit

Some Nola and her niggas Thanksgiving savage shit

Some Russell Westbrook triple-double average shit

But for me to give a shit I gotta have the shit (Have the shit)

Thought I had you but I had to learn

I ain’t have you, I just had my turn, yeah

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her, ayy

She ain’t fuckin' with no lame

She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

Ayy, tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Tryna see if it’s the same, ayy, yeah

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her, ayy

Just tryna see if it’s the same, ooh

Just tryna see if it’s the same with her

Summer, summer, summertime