Videoclip John Cena Summer Flings

 
[John Cena] 
Yeah we doin things now man 
It's just another day in the life y'know 
Always tryin to do some big bid'ness 
Sometimes when we havin fun 
Some shit goes down y'know, you ain't expectin nothin 
Then, somethin come out of nothin 
 
It was just another typical day in the summer 
Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother 
We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip man 
Three wheel motion killin fools like a hit man 
We on some chill shit, vibin out 
But we still in the mix, fuck hidin out 
On the corner of L Street, I locked eyes with her 
I ain't steppin man this bitch had guys with her 
She came through the crowd and walked over to me 
Catchin P off guard, she actin like she knew me 
Her name was Shannon, she was canon 
She's hangin with Melissa, this big booty chick you couldn't miss her 
This chick was like a fitted cap, all over my dome 
Said she wanna be down, but I ain't takin her home 
That's when she said she live right down the street 
She love white chocolate, well I got somethin sweet 
 
[Chorus 2X: female singer] 
Saw you walkin down the street and I 
heard you say you had somethin sweet for me 
Lover.. (somethin sweet) lover.. somethin sweet 
 
[Tha Trademarc] 
We run game, fill the blanks in, what's your hon's name 
I can take an Eva hot bitch like bum change 
Playin hard to get when I step, I'm afraid 
I can treat a chick like cheap gas and upgrade 
Whatever you need, whatever you want 
With Trademarc on your arm, girl what more could you flaunt 
There's just something about us, summer fling got you wondering 
where I'll be in spring, but that's another thing 
I'll be out girl, quicker than tans 
If you want somethin stick hurr, stick wit'cha man 
I ain't lookin for a lover girl, I'm lookin for sex 
I can tell you I got money or I'm pushin a Lex 
Whatever gets you hot, that's what I say next 
Gettin passed through the crew girl that's a safe bet 
I think it's funny how it doesn't take a whole lot 
Trademarc's like an open flame, getting girls hot 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[John Cena] 
Yo... with these sweet flows, the streets knows 
whether we pimped out in streets clothes, we the bomb like deep throws 
My speech grows to reach hoes - all over the globe 
I got class like a Ric Flair robe 
 
[Tha Trademarc] 
Man I'm in and out quick like Jordan in the zone 
D takin out a bitch like a pass from Shaq to Kobe 
You know me with a extra set of hands 
a bitch couldn't hold me man I leave 'em lonely 
 
[John Cena] 
If I catch a glimpse of your chick when she smile and fine 
I make sure she lose your number, she'd be dialin mine 
I ain't about a wife even if she won this right 
I'll fuck for seven days but stand for one night 
 
[Tha Trademarc] 
Man we decked out John, the strict gutter 
I'll have a girl repeatin my name in sex like the bitch stutter 
I got moves lookin butter with a tight fade 
Forever dipped fresh man like Minot Gray 
 
[Chorus] 
 
 [Thanks to johnnystamboli4life@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics] 
 
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