Summer Too Hot The LOX
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[Intro: Samuel L. Jackson]
Doing the yin and the yang, the hip and the hop
The stupid fresh thing, the flippity-flop
I have today's forecast for you - hot
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Summertime chrome nine, gotta watch my back
Weathers warm, liquor in him, don't know how to act
Kush burnin', bottles poppin', homie that's a fact
Top down, we don't know you, homie, getting jacked
Crime rate going up, police can't take it
Weaves sweatin' out, these bitches out here gettin' naked
Parkin' lot turned to clubs until somebody barks
Now they bustin' slugs, that's what weather does
Ha - and they rattin' on whoever
(3rd floor right now, you'll find 'em there together)
It's hotter in a cell, C.O.s know him well
Zimmerman, time will tell it's hotter down in Hell
Doing the yin and the yang, the hip and the hop
The stupid fresh thing, the flippity-flop
I have today's forecast for you - hot
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Summertime chrome nine, gotta watch my back
Weathers warm, liquor in him, don't know how to act
Kush burnin', bottles poppin', homie that's a fact
Top down, we don't know you, homie, getting jacked
Crime rate going up, police can't take it
Weaves sweatin' out, these bitches out here gettin' naked
Parkin' lot turned to clubs until somebody barks
Now they bustin' slugs, that's what weather does
Ha - and they rattin' on whoever
(3rd floor right now, you'll find 'em there together)
It's hotter in a cell, C.O.s know him well
Zimmerman, time will tell it's hotter down in Hell
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