All Summer ’21, we gettin’ lit
b#tches linin’ up all night to see my crib
Got no license so my b#tch, she drive the whip
Need a plumber to contain all of this drip
Splash, big, cash, big
Dash, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thick, nyash, hit, that
Whip, dash, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thinks that I’m hers, chill out, babe, tryna have fun [Just tryna have fun
Say you don’t love the streets but we outside all Summer ’21
Like, “Dreya, you’re gonna take over”
I’m like, “Babe, it’s already begun”
Say, “You gon’ lose out on this p#ss#?”
I’m like, “Babes, I already won” [I already won
Never been done, spin hеr and run, feel on her bum
Give her thе tongue, p#ss# taste like cinnamon bun
Double the c#m, double the Rum, double the fun [Double the fun]
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Dreya Mac Lyrics – Summer 21