[Audio] TASQ - Summer Love (Med Linda Malle)

[Audio] TASQ - Summer Love (Med Linda Malle)

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Backup vocals by Linda Malle, Guitar by Adam Björk, Production by Enrico Salati (Poe Palmieri).

Verse 1 (P Charmin'):
Mic check, find P-C poppin collars
TASQ hold it down fo' sho, we stockin dollars
loungin at the beach is where ya probably find us
kickin it back, i be puffin wit a sexy mama
she got that louis vuitton type clothes of fashion
money aint the only thing Ghost is after
its also the ganja the gold the platinum
the ladies with attitude, soul and passion
TASQ in da place to be we makin papez
dont care what hataz say cuz im born to play the game
oh Lord, i prayed for days cuz im on a paperchase
if u got it twisted then i gotta set it straight
ma dawgs got my back so trust im survivin
the one above, gave me nothing but im smilin
rum n buds, puff in da hummer truck ridin
i feel the summer love and the summer sun shinin

Hook (Poe Palmieri):
put ya problems to the side pour the rum up
not a struggle in sight, summer love
throw ya hands to the sky like they uncuffed
all my chicks get fly, summer love
and my fellas smoke lye till they lungs bust
all my fellas get high, summer love
aint no worries so we ride till the sun come
everythings all right, summer love

Verse 2 (Poe Palmieri):
yea im a straight dog but believe i won't bite ya
show up wit sum bud n trust im gon' like ya
i got the limoncello we can zip it all night huh
shortie got that ass, she swing it so nice.. yo
fresh ta death fratello, keep my own iced out
fellas 'hind my back i trust 'em wit my life yo
find me cool on the shore, wit a cuban cigar
i thank my crew and the God for comin through it this far
so unwind fo' a minute, give the buddha a spark
hit it till the sun's lifted n illumines the dark
you can find me wit a fat blunt laying in the cut
live for the day n hope i get to take another puff
see we ridin', smoking haze in hummer trucks
straight vibin', on some wasting money up
coolin with the click, tryna find a place to numb it up
just feel it in the air, amazin' summer love Bwoy!

Hook (Poe Palmieri):
put ya problems to the side pour the rum up
not a struggle in sight, summer love
throw ya hands to the sky like they uncuffed
all my chicks get fly, summer love
and my fellas smoke lye till they lungs bust
all my fellas get high, summer love
aint no worries so we ride till the sun come
everythings all right, summer love