Summer Is A Bitch by Morgan Mafu Lyrics
Hook:
I don't know how long I can keep up this act/
Wish I really knew how to keep us intact/
Memories made now they fading into black/
And everything I hated we turning into that/
X 2
Taunting me, with your new man/
Only if I knew/
You're trynna act fool damnit/
What am I to do/
While you goin' out, we slowin' down
You know me now, you bitch/
I'm sober now, no more blind
Its over now, I ditched you/
Friends forever? that's bulllshit/
Don't even call, don't push it/
No more late night talks
No more fake love texting/
No more hate fights yoh/
No more make up sex/
I was Holdin' on for too long/
Chattin' up til two yoh/
Sarcasm don't suit me?
So Judging me is your duty/
Oh lucky you, or lucky me/
Who you fuck is my business/
Coz you fuck with him, you fuck with me/
And I don't fuck with no bitch shit/
Change the topic I'm done with it/
If that's your story than run with it/
I swear to God I'm in trouble/
If you and I were a couple/
I'll sing you songs, I'll write you poems/
You give me head and I'll fuck ya
Hook:
I don't know how long I can keep up this act/
Wish I really knew how to keep us intact/
Memories made now they fading into black/
And everything I hated we turning into that/
X 2
Bridge:
I don't know how long I can keep up this act/
Wish I really knew how to keep us intact/
Memories made now they fading into black/
And everything I hated we turning into that/
X 2
Taunting me, with your new man/
Only if I knew/
You're trynna act fool damnit/
What am I to do/
While you goin' out, we slowin' down
You know me now, you bitch/
I'm sober now, no more blind
Its over now, I ditched you/
Friends forever? that's bulllshit/
Don't even call, don't push it/
No more late night talks
No more fake love texting/
No more hate fights yoh/
No more make up sex/
I was Holdin' on for too long/
Chattin' up til two yoh/
Sarcasm don't suit me?
So Judging me is your duty/
Oh lucky you, or lucky me/
Who you fuck is my business/
Coz you fuck with him, you fuck with me/
And I don't fuck with no bitch shit/
Change the topic I'm done with it/
If that's your story than run with it/
I swear to God I'm in trouble/
If you and I were a couple/
I'll sing you songs, I'll write you poems/
You give me head and I'll fuck ya
Hook:
I don't know how long I can keep up this act/
Wish I really knew how to keep us intact/
Memories made now they fading into black/
And everything I hated we turning into that/
X 2
Bridge: