by the motherfuckin cops Bootch look hard but the bitch is a fraud Don't like to see me ball, want me to go rock a rock Move around bitch, you need to
your sunglasses on, baby And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong After the boys of summer have gone I never will forget those nights
in the tool shed We were searching for a sound Every day all through that summer We'd rock 'n' roll 'n' rage All the neighbors kept complaining But it never
train Out in the country summer was almost gone The fields were turning rusty and the hills were turning brown Now I think of you when summer stars
club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells Now I knew this young nigga would end up swell I used my mind to keep him writin rhymes cause I knew
knew a boy who would not share his bike Oh, but he let me go sailing I swore that I could survive any storm Oh, then he let me go "Can you launch rockets
can all give me the Hummer, 'cause in the meantime I'ma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er, this is the El-Product summer With a gleam of factory
block on farmers to rock But my sex symbol status made me, corny to cop The microphone strategist ripped the apparatus Left competition embarrassed but I never
lock on my heart Runnin' down your back roads Tennessee Oh, you got the banjos Playin' real slow Not to me, not to me I never heard such rock and roll
was known for shootin' the hoops up Little hustle nigga grind (Grind) To get his jeans and boots up At the summer league, game D, game rough And the summer
from flippin' them things Crippling triple beams Dippin' in different things By any and all means I seen lot-a hatred a lot a fake shit But I knew,
the Fourth of July As the fireworks popped in the summer sky With a spark in her eye she just sat there and stared As his face lit up to the rocket's
learned to sing to keep her daddy at bay She saw The Buskers on a hot summer night And followed them to St. Kilda in the rain Well now, Betty knew all
feels a lot different when the sun's out she wasn't messin round she came in with her guns out screamin bout the ocean anybody wanna go with me never knew punk rock
they met So on his birthday he got a gift he'll never forget Females were jealous but they still calling them cute First day of summer school they rocked
And the whole 30th floor at the Universal buildin' You could never walk in my shoes or stand in my boots Know how I came up, I'll never abandon my roots
numbers up the clock, making doorways So anyone who would oppose, would die and just go away He never died, no his wounds never healed Never stopped to
the shark thank Maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer Ten summers