Lyrics:
'Got on a plane in Fresco and got off in Vietnam.
I walked into a different world, the past forever gone.
I could have gone to Canada or I could
down town
People trying to cool down
Party all summer long
Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin'
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
You Lord, I thank You lord
'Cause everybody needs (Needs)
Somebody standin' by their side
You look at the road, it gets rough
Still you say
a trance
It's somethin' funny made by me and it's called the Biz Dance
I think the way I do it is so unique
By the way I move my hands, hip,s legs
and you girl
Whoa oh
We had problems but it's all in the past
Everybody got problems baby, algebra class
Remember I used to do things that'd make you
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
Fireworks to fireplaces
Summer stole what fall replaces
We're people watching, all the people watching, everybody watching me
Standing by the missing signs
Got a date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says he's crazy; I'll have to see
I finally moved to Jackson when the summer came
I
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
night, midnight, Atlantic City
Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off
Lock the doors, that's when Ghost just g'd off
Cigars,
place its my amphetamine
She junks me but its alright
In her summer dress she parts the sea
Her hair wrapped up in rosary beads
Everybody else is gone
She's got her new jeans on
Lookin' so right, it's wrong
Mm, everybody stares as she walks on by
See those double takes
Hear those slammin' brakes
fell asleep
Moon by my head and the sun at my feet
I tried to paint but I got a disease
You and me together could be something free
Got a lot
86 summers gone by
Bambino put a hex on the Bean
We were living on a tear and a sigh
In the shadow of the Bronx machine
Man, you could feel it
still taste like marijuana
Yeah you hotter than the summer
You yelling locals only, making your way down Atlantic
Everybody know you here and they know
Some of y'all niggas need to call your wife and your chaperone
Right motherfucking now
Ya know why (Why, they got to call em why, why)
Cause
Summer of ´73
Summer was coming in seventy three
Four friends on a holiday finally free
Travelled by train got less money to spend
The Atlantic
the birds flying by
You can taste the sweet of summer
So now everybody singing
Dum da dum da dum da dum
Da dum da dum da dum
Da dum da dum da da dum da dum
can't be found
Everybody knows this time
You'll get by
Move it on and let fate decide
And those watercoloured memories
Soft as a summer's breeze
[Fredro Starr]
Yo! Turn that shit up, word up!
Afficial Nasty Niggas...Fuck Dat!
Ya niggas is dead-ass!
Know what I'm sayin'?
We're payin' my
be all right on the best side in the summer time
Put your hands up! Everybody just stand up
I got some honeyz in front of me screaming I'm
we'll hit the road
Got a hundred miles to the next coast
Walk the nose, and shoot the curl
Everybody's leaving with a surfer girl
If your friends ask
Can see you baby from a thousand miles away,
And I know you love me, no matter what you say.
I can tell you baby, where you belong,
By my side
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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