[Audio] TASQ - Summer Love (Med Linda Malle) En liten låt för att avsluta sommaren sådär...Backup vocals by Linda Malle, Guitar by Adam Björk, Production by Enrico Salati (Poe Palmieri).Verse 1 (P Charmin'):Mic check, find P-C poppin collarsTASQ hold it down fo' sho, we stockin dollarsloungin at the beach is where ya probably find uskickin it back, i be puffin wit a sexy mamashe got that louis vuitton type clothes of fashionmoney aint the only thing Ghost is afterits also the ganja the gold the platinumthe ladies with attitude, soul and passionTASQ in da place to be we makin papezdont care what hataz say cuz im born to play the gameoh Lord, i prayed for days cuz im on a paperchaseif u got it twisted then i gotta set it straightma dawgs got my back so trust im survivinthe one above, gave me nothing but im smilinrum n buds, puff in da hummer truck ridini feel the summer love and the summer sun shininHook (Poe Palmieri):put ya problems to the side pour the rum upnot a struggle in sight, summer lovethrow ya hands to the sky like they uncuffedall my chicks get fly, summer loveand my fellas smoke lye till they lungs bustall my fellas get high, summer loveaint no worries so we ride till the sun comeeverythings all right, summer loveVerse 2 (Poe Palmieri):yea im a straight dog but believe i won't bite yashow up wit sum bud n trust im gon' like yai got the limoncello we can zip it all night huhshortie got that ass, she swing it so nice.. yofresh ta death fratello, keep my own iced outfellas 'hind my back i trust 'em wit my life yofind me cool on the shore, wit a cuban cigari thank my crew and the God for comin through it this farso unwind fo' a minute, give the buddha a sparkhit it till the sun's lifted n illumines the darkyou can find me wit a fat blunt laying in the cutlive for the day n hope i get to take another puff see we ridin', smoking haze in hummer trucksstraight vibin', on some wasting money upcoolin with the click, tryna find a place to numb it upjust feel it in the air, amazin' summer love Bwoy!Hook (Poe Palmieri):put ya problems to the side pour the rum upnot a struggle in sight, summer lovethrow ya hands to the sky like they uncuffedall my chicks get fly, summer loveand my fellas smoke lye till they lungs bustall my fellas get high, summer loveaint no worries so we ride till the sun comeeverythings all right, summer love