[Sole] Dear El-Pee, How's your summer been? Mine's been fine I heard you had a real good time at camp Oh, yeah, I talked to Len, he said everythings
that napkin ever could've been my how it unfolded hold it to the wind try now to be a rock but she's caught under the skin ex-lover and a best friend
cheese ain't been to sales I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow And
där med meddelanden. Summer night city Money, money, money Hmm, hmm, do-do-do-do-do Summer night city Money, money, money Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm Summer
a friend, this is the life and the life will not end (Money money money money money money...) (Good as new, good as new, good as new, good as new...) [
niggas on me when I slapped her at the pier This girl named Cheryl Lynn, she had hella friends So when I brought my friends and all her friends, then
Hell, I still get a good one off once in a while And dedicate it to freehold Don't get me wrong, I ain't puttin' anybody down Hell, in the end it all
Hell, I still get a good one off once in a while And dedicate it to freehold Don't get me wrong, I ain't puttin' nobody down Hell, in the end it all
should let off a couple straighs in this muthafuck Fuck that. kinda get laid in this muthafuck Yo, tell your friends to get wit my friends Yeah, meet
mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer
not make it to see 25 Get the wrong judge? You might see 25 It hurts here - hard to sleep through nights Need a gun & a good set of eyes just to get through life (damn) From where dudes stand around the corners & pump rocks
c'mon--let's start something now CHORUS: We're gonna rock this country We're gonna rock this country Every brown-eyed boy--every blue eyed girl Gotta
little package is gone Might I spend a good deal with these Firestones I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers For the buyers chromosomes I got summers
your cheese ain't been to sales I'm finna break some bread with the feds? You dumb as hell I been around the block before, sold it all from rock to blow
dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Helter Skelter in a summer
Hell it's hot, hot as hell, but the sun couldn't compare to the heat we felt. Couldn't hold a home, barely hold a friend. Gaining a lil' just to turn