Summer Nights
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Flashing lights got me feeling like a show off
Might cop da Jeep just to see the doors go off
Faded off the brown trying hard not to doze off
And they know da chain frostbit I gotta go hard
For the days I couldn't afford to eat
Had me feeling so broke I couldn't afford to sleep
Now Im seating at the table you couldn't afford a seat
Cook it, bring it back, drop it and then repeat
I got the spirit of a hustler
Nigga you just a customer
Don't think you really tough enough
Maybe you need to toughen up
Pour a cup make a toast to da life we living
And thank God everyday that we stay driven
I'm bumping lord willin til the casket drop
Know the Kingg gone push all this dope across the block
I keep the dope up at my spot ... call it a masterpiece
I'm the ice cream man with the music master p
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Flashing lights got me feeling like a show off
Might cop da Jeep just to see the doors go off
Faded off the brown trying hard not to doze off
And they know da chain frostbit I gotta go hard
For the days I couldn't afford to eat
Had me feeling so broke I couldn't afford to sleep
Now Im seating at the table you couldn't afford a seat
Cook it, bring it back, drop it and then repeat
I got the spirit of a hustler
Nigga you just a customer
Don't think you really tough enough
Maybe you need to toughen up
Pour a cup make a toast to da life we living
And thank God everyday that we stay driven
I'm bumping lord willin til the casket drop
Know the Kingg gone push all this dope across the block
I keep the dope up at my spot ... call it a masterpiece
I'm the ice cream man with the music master p
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
Summer nights got me seeing double vision
Pour me up some mo fast life my addiction
Double up the profits getting money my religion
Ain't nothing compare to da summer time feeling
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Writer(s): Bernard Williams
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