We got the numbers We got the heat We got the fire burning in the street We got the numbers We got the heat We got the fire burning in the street
Summer Like it was yesterday You used to call my name When I as younger Summer Won't you come back to me Bring back the memory Of where I am from
I spent all summer long Singing everybody's song Put a bucket at my feet Beg for money on the street Working every single day Trying to find another way But I got more bills to pay So I think I'm gonna say
We got the numbers We got the heat We got the fire burning in the street
Summer I don't know where to run Look how far I have come Since we first met Summer Where have you been my friend? What happened to the end? You'd never guess
Would you cover up my eyes? And tell me that it's it fine That I'm lucky I'm alive Everybody's doing time You're a raisin in the sun A bullet in a gun 99-to-1 and there's nothing to be done
We got the numbers We got the heat We got the fire burning in the street
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- My dad just told me- my dad just told me that he's Kanye's lawyer right now and he has a phone call with him tomorrow - Uh, do you have any break fluid? I'll take a bottle of it. And uh, like 20 bucks on- make that 15 on 8 - What kind of gas were you thinking of? - The cheapest gas there is
Summer When you were cold as ice You used to sacrifice What I would forget Summer I'm living day to day Something will come my way Hasn't been yet
I just keep on keeping on While the money's here and gone Sing another song But the words all come out wrong I am not what I suppose All I have to do is grow But there's nowhere left to go So I'm banking on this show
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