ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Songwriter
Gabriel Roland
Songwriter
Toney Martinez
Songwriter
Nasri Atweh
Composer
Myjah Veira
Songwriter
Keith Ingram
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Producer
Gabriel Roland
Producer
Toney Martinez
Additional Producer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Jenso Plymouth
Recording Engineer
Ignacio Portales
Assistant Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Engineer
Federico Giordano
Assistant Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
Summer too hot
I blew it all on her, I get it right back
She put it all on me, I couldn't pipe that
She love when I pull on it when it's tied back
You know it's hard to get up out it, I get sidetracked
Shake something, left, right, control it
You know who to call if you're horny (yeah)
Ride on it, greenlight me (greenlight, greenlight)
How'd you tell your friends that you really don't dance? (Don't dance)
But I know that you can
Fucking up your plans, we about to get nasty
Better hold up them glasses
Summer too hot not to fuck it up
Is the mood right? Is it wet enough?
I gotta move right, guess I levelled up
Let me hit it up just a few times
Summer too hot, had to double up
Shawty too fire with the bubble butt
We should move, slide on the regular
Summer too hot, it's irregular
Shawty, she discreet, she don't want her business in the street
Be my little secret, baby, be my little freak
Oh, we can on a weekend
Do something different, got my attention
Eight figures, fucking with a rich nigga
Big picture, more than just a night with ya
Don't switch up, girl, when the lights hit ya
Them diamonds gon' dance (oh, yeah)
How'd you tell your friends that you really don't dance? (Really don't dance)
But I know that you can (I know you can)
Fucking up your plans, we about to get nasty
Better hold up them glasses (oh, girl, baby)
Summer too hot not to fuck it up (huh)
Is the mood right? (Ay) is it wet enough? (Whoo)
I gotta move right, guess I levelled up (baby)
Let me hit it up just a few times (too)
Summer too hot, had to double up (too)
Shawty too fire with the bubble butt (girl, we should move)
We should move, slide on the regular (yeah)
Summer too hot, it's irregular (uh, uh, uh)
(Ooh) I wanna get this rocket off the ground, babe
(Ooh) you're so beautiful, it's hard to behave
(Ooh) I can't start this fire without your flame
(Ooh) and I know you feel the same
Come on, take that shit off
Summer too hot not to fuck it up (oh)
Is the mood right? Is it wet enough? (Wet enough)
I gotta move right, guess I levelled up (ooh)
Let me hit it up (ooh) just a few times (ooh)
Summer too hot, had to double up (ay-ay)
Shawty too fire with the bubble butt (girl, we should)
We should move, slide on the regular
Summer too hot, it's irregular (summer, summer way too hot)
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, summer too hot, oh-oh
Baby, baby, baby, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, summer too hot
Writer(s): Leon Youngblood, Unknown Composer Author
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