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f.stokes - summer of 77' lyrics

[verse 1]
uh
slow down, lil brother
we ain’t come to fight
we came to get a fly girl and dance all night
no disrespect
so you become correct
six one handsome with intellect
i might not be rich but i’m far from poor
and like your lipstick my cherry glow
jays on my feet, moving to this beat
and like mama’s old food i taste so sweet
i got a cadillac sitting on blades (blades, blades)
with a part on the side of my fade (fade, fade)
cool as can be, cool as the breeze
with a super fly honey hanging off my sleeve
they know i’m the man
from here to france
tell em kids put down those guns and use they hands
so many of them locked in county jail
they be crying to their mama tryna post a bail
we came from a land so rich in gold
kings would wear diamond on their clothes
queen was everything, she set the vibe
by uniting all different tribes
using one word, and that was “love”
young blood, i’m talking ’bout africa

[verse 2]
uh
so where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the south side at?
where the north side at?
where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the north side at?
where the south side at?
where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the north side at?
where the south side at?
where my super fly girls with the super fly weave
looking for a ring like muhammad ali
where my super fly girls with the super fly weave
looking for a ring like muhammad ali
where my super fly dudes in the pimped out leather
with more rings than floyd mayweather
where my super fly dudes in the pimped out leather
with more rings than floyd mayweather
so where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the south side at?
where the north side at?
where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the north side at?
where the south side at?
where the east side at?
where the west side at?
where the north side at?
where the south side at?

[verse 3]
i been fighting my whole life, jack
i had to fight my brothers and sisters
cause there weren’t enough room for me to sleep in the bed
i had to fight my daddy for fighting my mama
cause he couldn’t win that fight against that liquor
then i had to fight my way to school
cause the viceroys tried to jump me
i say i been fighting my whole life, jack
i had to fight my way home from school
then i had to fight my way downtown
into that welfare office to get me some food into my stomach
so i wouldn’t go home and have to fight my woman
now we tired of fighting (we tired of fighting, tell it like it is)
i say we tired of fighting (we tired of fighting, tell it like it is)
we tired of fighting (preach nigga, preach)
i say we tired of fighting (preach nigga, preach)
(we tired of fighting)

[verse 4]
if you got a good job, a nine-to-five
and you just tryna stay alive
let me see you put your hands
up until they touch the sky
if you got a good job, a nine-to-five
and you just tryna stay alive
let me see you put your hands
up until they touch the sky
if you got a good job, a nine-to-five
and you just tryna stay alive
let me see you put your hands
up until they touch the sky
if you got a good job, a nine-to-five
and you just tryna stay alive
let me see you put your hands
up until they touch the sky

- f stokes lyrics

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