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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The-Dream
The-Dream
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The-Dream
The-Dream
Composer
John Jackson
John Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Dave Nakaji
Dave Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Miller
Mike Miller
Recording Engineer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Engineer
Carlos McKinney
Carlos McKinney
Producer

Songtexte

Oh summer body You got that thing we pray for Radio Killa She put in work for it She get to twerk for it She had to grind for it She get to whine for it She accomplish anything she put her mind to it She a dime that ain't had to pay a dime for it She get tomboy, Air Jordan Concord And when it's time for a padlock, Tom Ford Heard the doc got you given up fried food Heard you out here given them side boob I heard you pullin' up in workout clothes Heard baggie fits you even Twenty somethin' with a fat ass, yeah Summer coming like that fast So shout out to summer baby You knew it was coming baby That ass was always stupid But I look dumber baby Thats a summer school body Come and pool party Knowing you number one cause you the number two's shawty I need that rendezvous I need that in my room I need that bunker down Tell your man no not now Tell me when you're around I wanna rub you down I'm trying to get with you Have your crew meet my crew And you know just what to do, you know what I like Oh baby, whoa oh oh You know just how to be, you know I got a type Oh baby, whoa oh oh Oh, summer body You got that thing we pray for You got that stay all day long That twenty four omega Oh, summer body You just might make me faithful Don't make plans without me Don't drink one more glass without me She got the perfect waist Fresh out that yoga class You know that Pilates body You know that Chai tea body You know that fresh face, that 9A No makeup and Starbucks She wake up, like that 26, with a fat ass And you know just what to do, you know what I like Oh baby, whoa oh oh You know just how to be, you know I got a type Oh baby, whoa oh oh Oh, summer body You got that thing we pray for You got that stay all day long That twenty four omega Oh, summer body You just might make me faithful Don't make plans without me Don't drink one more glass without me Girl your body's on tip right now Because you're no simp right now I won't let them take the temperature down (down), down (down) Girl your body's on tip right now Because you're no simp right now Won't let them take the temperature down oh, down Girl your body's on tip right now Crushin' all Versace silk right now I won't let them take the temperature down, down Girl your body's on tip right now Crushin' all Versace silk right now Won't let them take the temperature down (take the temperature) Oh baby You know you gotta grind all winter So you can shine all summer, right? That's that level up! You see it Hah! Radio Killa!
Writer(s): John Jackson, Carlos Mckinney, Terius Gesteelde-diamant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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