Yikes! - Summertime Madness lyrics

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Yikes! - Summertime Madness lyrics

[Chorus: Yikes!] I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness 3am, summer night, working on the sales floor Saving money, living loud, what the f** are dreams for? I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness [Verse One: Yikes] Here we go, what it do, I'm feeling quite all alright Living good, living free, that Cali state of mind Working hard, saving up, eating off my own dime Making beats, in my room, this here is my time I've been there and done that Ain't nothing I say I take back A flashback to where I was No days off I worked hard To be like those who go far I ain't so simple, I do like to think though That someday I can make it Someday I won't have to fake it Fake it Fake it Fake it This all here is for the taking Ain't no shortcuts in my plans I take pain and face it Yikes! [Chorus: Yikes!] I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness 3am, summer night, working on the sales floor Saving money, living loud, what the f** are dreams for? I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness [Verse Two: Yikes!] Alright, alright, alright Let's hear it one more time Alright, alright, alright I'm feeling quite alright Oh man it's been some time Since I made some time The CBP don't like me I say b**h I know my rights b**h, b**h I know my rights Don't pick a fight with Yikes! Yes, b**h I know my rights I spit bars and write books God forgive my cheesy hooks Brown Elvis is my record Don't sue me all for the samples Just young buck in my twenties Serving donuts for the money Got a raise it wasn't plenty I would clear them but its costly So I give it all for free and be as humble as can be Got honey's like a bee from live shows to the scene [Chorus: Yikes!] I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness 3am, summer night, working on the sales floor Saving money, living loud, what the f** are dreams for? I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness I've got that summertime, summertime madness