[Lil Rob]
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I'm feelin good (feelin alright tonight)
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I'm feelin good now (yeah)
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It's all good in the neighborhood homes
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Feelin right
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I feel good, I feel alright
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Cruisin through my neighborhood on a warm summer night
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I feel good.. that's right
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I feel good now (somethin about these summer nights)
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[Chorus: Lil Rob]
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(Whoa!) Summer days just sittin around
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But when the sun goes down, I'll be ready to party
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(Whoa! Hey!) Ain't nothin like them summer nights
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Keep the top on drop, all the girls lookin hot
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Head to bo-lo and we just don't stop
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Party until the mornin light (whoa!)
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Ain't nothin like them summer nights
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[Lil Rob]
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I just kicked it at home, I polished up the chrome
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Called the druga on the phone, let her know I'm home alone
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It's, 7:30 and the sun's goin down
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It's a, summer night and the fun's goin down
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I pick her up and she looks all dolled up (she look good)
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Sittin passenger in my rag Impala (yeah)
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I let her know that she looks beautiful to me
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There was another case but she is such a sight to see
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The kind of woman, that would put up a fight for me
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The kind of boss, to spend her summer nights with me
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The temp was 80 and I'm cruisin with my lady
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Playin some Ralphie Vagon, ooh baby baby
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I see my homeboys and they're cruisin in their ride (hey wassup homes)
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With their ladies, sittin by their side
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People think we look crazy but I think we look classy
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But then again, that's only if you ask me
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[Chorus]
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[Lil Rob]
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My homeboys throwin a backyard boogie, so everybody
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gets together to unwind relax and have a fun time
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The DJ's spinnin, so I grab the mic and be like
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Ain't nothin like them summer nights
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The party's packed with beautiful women
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And the gang of the homies, that wanna get with 'em
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And they'll say anything just to hit 'em
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And it's usually a nice summer night when they did 'em
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I don't know, it must be, something in the air
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Can't help but have a good time because the feelin is there
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To some people, the feelin is rare
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They're at the pad sayin God damn, I wish I was there
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So have a drink, have a toke and hook up
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With someone fine but the kind that looks up
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Gotta keep some pisto in the cup
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Party until the sun comes up or we give up
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[Chorus]
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[Lil Rob]
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Them summer nights can keep a smile on your face
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Gotta try to have a good time wit'cha life, otherwise it's just a waste
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Either way I'm gonna party just in case
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Like Prince partied like it was 99 in 87, 88
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I couldn't ask for no better weather
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I'm right next to the Pacific, to be specific
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The candy paint job, glows under the moonlight
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As I close out my summer night and say goodnight
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It's time to put the top up and park it
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Drop the dump, plug the ground, roll up the windows and lock it
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Walk in the pad and fall into bed
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As she lays on my chest to rest her sleepy head
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And we do this all night long, from dusk 'til dawn
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But it's not quite the same when summer nights are gone
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But even when they're gone it won't be long
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Eight more months then once again it's on
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[Chorus]
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[scratched: "Fingazz on the track"]
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Summer Nights
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Lil' Rob |