pity The days can be like the nights In the summer in the city In the summer in the city Hot town, summer in the city [Incomprehensible] Hot town, summer in the city
like the night in the summer in the city in the summer in the city summer in the city hot town summer in the city then again a cool town evening in the city
Translation: B.B. King. Summer In The City.
be like the night in the summer in the city in the summer in the city summer in the city hot town summer in the city then again a cool town evening in the city
weather change my weed adjust to different climates Green in the summer time, orange in the spring Now it?s black with that purp, I call my whip the Sac King
take over Now holler because these Impalas got extreme makeovers Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the street now Wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King
We big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer
B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout 80 Boned so much that summer, even had him
, limit your chance Bodyguard the lyric with unlimited stance Words seem to zing on down to Bejing When we touch down you crown renowned kings There'
makin' her miss me 'Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit city 7 super charged big block HEMI Ya eldavarge, I'm livin' more like Lemmy B-B-Benny and
automatic artillery All I can say s Fresh kept it real wit' me But I know my lil B.G. could feel me That's why I'm hollin' Chopper City in my song nigga
High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion I'm Daddy X and I come with correction You know there's infection, so wear some protection Ain't nobody slicker than B
gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump
I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway Lincoln continental and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ like its my b day, force power Under my hood like its
big boys, we do big things, born in this county of kings I ain't got shit, I spread things, take things Fuck whenever my mood swings, from the summer