Al Great - Summer Nights lyrics

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Roll something, roll something, summer nights

Let me know something, summer nights

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So we’re cruising, you win

The same shit in my music

My uncle is my influence

And the real niggas I move with

From the east side but you knew this

Always on my cool shit

I dissed a bitch, you spoon with it

You was always on that cool shit

I’m living large, you medium

Yeah my car need premium

Your broad keep in my bbm,

I don’t answer back she sent 3 dm

Bitch stay off my timeline

Live your life don’t mind mine

I get paid on Thursday, I pay my bills on my time

Gas price is sky high, my baby mama got move swings

Everything will be cool beans

If you just kept your shoes cleans

Old friends don’t fuck with me

Yes you could say that’s my fault

Can’t comprehend, my drop

You satisfied with that sour

I side step, you’re bullshit

Be smart homie, watch your feet nigga

How the hell are you doing you

When you spend your day still watching me

Paper view, money made,

Nothing change me, money made

I made this here for the underpaid

It’s something to rock on the summer days

I made this to bang up in your speakers nigga

We ain’t staying up in line for no snickers nigga

Where we spending all day ducking the ripping nigga

Girl havin’ this baby won’t make you kick that nigga

Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

Man that summer time got sun shine

Hold the house for that sunrise

Ain’t doing shit but got dumb high

I kept one eye on that one time

40’s niggas is hating, but 40...

Your daddy said he’s gonna pick you up

So you sat on the porch just waiting

But he ain’t show, he ain’t know

That when he did, you ain’t go

Cause your mama said that he ain’t shit

And everything that she said was gold

So I hit the road, with no help

No h was on my belt, no louies on my feet

Shit I got you kiss the feet

So before I blow the stack

I put half up in the back

You niggas is riding beemers, can’t afford to have a take

Everybody said we can’t

We just showed them that we could

See I was the one here bluffing

So let’s get this understood

But I’m back bitch with no dat piff

I’m just tryina get my label on

Your bitch stay up in sax 5th

But you can’t keep your cable on

So I’m pulling up, like James Bond

With the top down, ace on

Your girl is on, how acl

She’s going crazy, she’s dave chappeling

I made this to bang up in your speakers nigga

We ain’t staying up in line for no snickers nigga

Where we spending all day ducking the ripping nigga

Girl havin’ this baby won’t make you kick that nigga

Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

Only the summer nights, only the summer nights

I can’t sit and complain

When I’m just doing my thing

I can’t sit and complain

When I’m just doing my thing.