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Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored

Remember when you took me for a chief
Remember when your man wanted beef
Remember all the cops and the chase
Remember when your boy beat the case
Remember how the food didn't taste
Remember how a nigga come up
See another nigga come up
Now you wanna ride around, girl pull up

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Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored

And another one
Girl, why you talk a lot
Why you run around the town chattin' shit a lot
Why you telling all your girls that we bu'n a lot
No, you're not the only girl that I nick a lot
Bringing all the boys to the yard where we trap a lot
Telling other niggas that you linked that I got a lot
The boy wanna be me
But he never gonna see me
I'm not that nigga on the TV

("Nigg-ers was the ones on the rope, hanging off the thing.")
("Nigg-as is the ones with gold ropes, hanging out at clubs.")

Oi, said I'm not that guy
Boy's gonna come around, nigga's gonna try
Oi, I said I'm not that breh
Real niggas feel me, put it in the air
You never would believe me
That the nigga in the cap wanna be me
Come around for that nigga's back
'Cause that nigga's wack

Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored
It was hot and I was bored

Yeah
Ride
Trust me
It's a real ting, you know
Hold tight my North London girls
Hold tight my West London girls
My East London girls, my South London girls
Yeah, dunkno

(Hold tight Penelope)
Say again?
(Hold tight Penelope)
Yo!
Ha-ha-ha
Yo, hold tight Penelope
Hold tight all my suave tings

Writer(s): Roy Nnawuchi

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