Scram Jones - Summer's Too Hot lyrics

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Scram Jones - Summer's Too Hot lyrics

[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 [Hook x6: Kanye West] 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 burning, bottles popping, homie that's a fact Top down, we don't know your homie getting jacked Crime rate going up, police can't take it Weaves sweating out these b**hes out here getting naked Parking lot turned to clubs until somebody barks Now they busting 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 [Hook x6] [Verse 2: Jadakiss] You ain't gotta do much, they gone feel it if it's real You can feel it in the street, they can feel it in the jails Need the gas mask on when you put it on the scale Latex gloves so it don't get under your nails Got the top off, now you got the doors off too Let your titties out baby, take your drawers off too Do a background check, I'mma boss all through Anything you prolly heard about the God is all true I got one or two spots, but this summer's too hot For me to be sitting around worry 'bout what you got Rather be on a upper deck of a new yacht Getting blacker than I already am Don't gotta try to be that n***a cause I'm already him Wipe smirk off, you got the fan in the window drying your work off Something's gone happen, you can feel it in the heat Man, the summer too hot you can feel it in the street [Hook x6] [Verse 3: Styles P] Summer's too hot, you can feel it in the street Wearing high-top Nike's socks, knew I was elite Almost had twins, I could feel it in the skeet Playing the Isley Brothers in between the sheets On the paper chase, I've been up about a week When it come to getting money, n***a, I dont even sleep All I need it two sheets, n***a, I dont need a leaf Throw a pound on the table, tell all my n***as to chief L-O-X sh** is the best sh** Money by the entrance, money by the exit And I'm always on that next sh** Uninvited n***a on the V.I.P. guest list [Hook]