[Hook: Rashad]
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Sunshine, Chevy outside
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Cleaning my ride
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Summer in America
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Speakers blast
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The summers like cash
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Comes and goes so fast
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Summer in America
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The grind in my old school time
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For my skin to shine
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Yeah, whoa yeah
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Yeah, whoa yeah
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Summer in America
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[Verse 1: Stalley]
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And the winter just passed
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Every year feels like it overlaps
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Then when them months be longer, so it's quiet where they hustle and trap
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But when the sun peak, everybody doubling back
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Chevelle keys, a couple of straps
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Mobbing for a couple of stacks
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These young boys is hungry
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So they running up where they holding them at
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Black mask with no gloves
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One blast with no love
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Banging out with blue fuzz
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Front page, you know us
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Way to the start the summer off, my foes is back at it again
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The rest of us is trying to relax and put this smoke up in the wind
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Listening to these blendtapes
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Close your eyes and try to escape to a place far away
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This Middle America heartache
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Turned into a car race
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Somehow I find peace in my '73 Caprice
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It's like my mobile motif
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My holy sancturary
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Where all worries are drowned out and buried
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So keep them lames from anywhere near me
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You hear me
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[Bridge: Rashad]
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(Leaning to the side, but you can't speed through
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Two miles per hour, so everybody sees you)
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Summer in America
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(Adjust the bass and let the Alpine blast)
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Stalley]
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Basketball parks is packed
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Chevy's out front and back
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Dope boys is shooting Mac
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To them bopping hoodrats trying to fill they seats up
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Go ahead, recline, put your feet up
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To this pimping baby
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Caprice move like a Mercedes with better features
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Bench chairs, 10 inch speakers, we OG riding
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Roll down the windows, turn the sounds up, no lean for hiding
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This is something and we left all that cold behind us
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Shook off the rain clouds
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50 thou down the drain now
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Crazy how it rains now
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We came up then came down
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A hundred spoke gold D's, candy through the frame now
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What an American summer
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A season never affected by how we carry the others
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This for the muscle riders and all of my lovers
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The kid inside us that can't wait for these summers cause they be
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[Bridge]
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[Hook]
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Summer In America
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| Stalley |
