F.Stokes - Summer of 77' lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh Slow down, lil brother We ain't come to fight We came to get a fly girl and dance all night No disrespect So you become correct Six one handsome with intellect I might not be rich but I'm far from poor And like your lipstick my cherry glow Jays on my feet, moving to this beat And like mama's old food I taste so sweet I got a Cadillac sitting on blades (Blades, blades) With a part on the side of my fade (Fade, fade) Cool as can be, cool as the breeze With a super fly honey hanging off my sleeve They know I'm the man From here to France Tell em kids put down those guns and use they hands So many of them locked in county jail They be crying to their mama tryna post a bail We came from a land so rich in gold Kings would wear diamond on their clothes Queen was everything, she set the vibe By uniting all different tribes Using one word, and that was "love" Young blood, I'm talking 'bout Africa [Verse 2] Uh So where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the south side at? Where the north side at? Where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the north side at? Where the south side at? Where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the north side at? Where the south side at? Where my super fly girls with the super fly weave Looking for a ring like Muhammad Ali Where my super fly girls with the super fly weave Looking for a ring like Muhammad Ali Where my super fly dudes in the pimped out leather With more rings than Floyd Mayweather Where my super fly dudes in the pimped out leather With more rings than Floyd Mayweather So where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the south side at? Where the north side at? Where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the north side at? Where the south side at? Where the east side at? Where the west side at? Where the north side at? Where the south side at? [Verse 3] I been fighting my whole life, Jack I had to fight my brothers and sisters Cause there weren't enough room for me to sleep in the bed I had to fight my daddy for fighting my mama Cause he couldn't win that fight against that liquor Then I had to fight my way to school Cause the viceroys tried to jump me I say I been fighting my whole life, Jack I had to fight my way home from school Then I had to fight my way downtown Into that welfare office to get me some food into my stomach So I wouldn't go home and have to fight my woman Now we tired of fighting (We tired of fighting, tell it like it is) I say we tired of fighting (We tired of fighting, tell it like it is) We tired of fighting (Preach n***a, preach) I say we tired of fighting (Preach n***a, preach) (We tired of fighting) [Verse 4] If you got a good job, a nine-to-five And you just tryna stay alive Let me see you put your hands Up until they touch the sky If you got a good job, a nine-to-five And you just tryna stay alive Let me see you put your hands Up until they touch the sky If you got a good job, a nine-to-five And you just tryna stay alive Let me see you put your hands Up until they touch the sky If you got a good job, a nine-to-five And you just tryna stay alive Let me see you put your hands Up until they touch the sky