Tony Thames - Santa Cruz Lyrics

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just wait til summer's done
Yeah, yeah
Just wait til summer's done
Just wait til summer's done
Yeah
You weren’t right girl
You let the truth kill all the fun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You weren’t right girl
Your little dance obscured the sun
Oh, no, no
We had a plan babe
We’d keep the vibe till summers done
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You did 180
I still had both feet on the rug
No, no, no
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
I say let’s go left then you wanna go right now
I just hit the blunt, I ain’t really tryna fight now
You be in your bag hella mood swings baby
Acting like I told you lies and not a true ting baby
We both got things in this world that divide us
We share a like mind and the love that’s inside us
We can’t let the envy and ego destroy this
We can’t let the envy and ego destroy this
I ain’t really in it for games that you playing
I ain’t really fucking with them names you been saying
That he said - she said, that don’t even matter
If you looking for approval you end up even sadder
You gon' end up like them bitter bitches hating on the gram
You gon' end like them bitches wishing that I was they man
I just the best for you baby I’ll do all I can
I just love and your trust, I don’t understand
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
Please don't leave my side til summer's done
Please don't leave my side til summer's done
Yeah, yeah

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just wait til summer's done
Yeah, yeah
Just wait til summer's done
Just wait til summer's done
Yeah
You weren’t right girl
You let the truth kill all the fun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You weren’t right girl
Your little dance obscured the sun
Oh, no, no
We had a plan babe
We’d keep the vibe till summers done
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You did 180
I still had both feet on the rug
No, no, no
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
I say let’s go left then you wanna go right now
I just hit the blunt, I ain’t really tryna fight now
You be in your bag hella mood swings baby
Acting like I told you lies and not a true ting baby
We both got things in this world that divide us
We share a like mind and the love that’s inside us
We can’t let the envy and ego destroy this
We can’t let the envy and ego destroy this
I ain’t really in it for games that you playing
I ain’t really fucking with them names you been saying
That he said - she said, that don’t even matter
If you looking for approval you end up even sadder
You gon' end up like them bitter bitches hating on the gram
You gon' end like them bitches wishing that I was they man
I just the best for you baby I’ll do all I can
I just love and your trust, I don’t understand
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
You’re New York City cool
Next minute you’re Miami
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or summertime in LA
You get Toronto cool
Next minute you’re Mojave
Wish you were Santa Cruz
Or mid-July in LA
Please don't leave my side til summer's done
Please don't leave my side til summer's done
Yeah, yeah