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Simone Summer

from Mood Of The Music by G-DO & Xception

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Simone Summer Written by Xception

I’m from the frozen tundra where the cold fill your lungs up
30 below you second guessing where you come from
But then comes a break in the misery
A little bit of rain then the flowers come and visit me
Its like a little bit of pain before we feel the heat
Its like a riddle to my brain how we build the heat
Cus it finally arrive like a thousand Julys
Like a smile in my eyes look in the skies and

Kick on back, then let the weight go get a drink stir it up and make sho
You sip on that, hanging out on Lake Shore barbecues ballers and skateboards
So, tip your hat, to the summertime, can’t count the number of times that I
I wished you back, so when you turn it in play this song and await your return again

You burnt in my memory like beautiful Emily
Me and you tend to be on time like we in the beat
I love the way the heat bring people to the streets
And they like to wild out so don’t forget to bring your towels out
Cus it’s the hitch hikers guide to the best season
Don’t say you don’t want a ride that was the best reason
Nothing to stress but where trees and the breeze at
We see where the police at, they be at where we be at
We see that then don’t react we chillin’ where we free at
We building where they need that feeling that remind when to leave that
Desk class cubicle or restaurant
You wondering what’s popping let the noise be the testament
The only thing stopping everything testing it
Party poopers state troopers never gone invest in it
Maneuver for the cool months summertime specialists
Do whatever you want and then you find effortless

Kick on back, then let the weight go get a drink stir it up and make sho
You sip on that, hanging out on Lake Shore barbecues ballers and skateboards
So, tip your hat, to the summertime, can’t count the number of times that I
I wished you back, so when you turn it in play this song and await your return again

Now the temperature is up drop tops coming down
Every other week Hip-Hop coming out
Flips Flops coming out tank tops and short skirts
Skin showing belly out with short shirts
Abort work tell your boss that you sick to your stomach
If you get busted trust it to the summer
To bring you something like everything so seductive right
Before you hit the door gotta say, good luck and good night
Now the chase has begun a race for the sun
Intoxicated off just a taste of the sun
A chance to make a friend and see her face in the sun
She said my laces are undone
Then I’m taking your shoes off
After the massage then we shaking the blues off the true cost
Of needing nothing but the summer and the gift of breathing
In the morning and the evening weekdays and weekends

Kick on back, then let the weight go get a drink stir it up and make sho
You sip on that, hanging out on Lake Shore barbecues ballers and skateboards
So, tip your hat, to the summertime, can’t count the number of times that I
I wished you back, so when you turn it in play this song and await your return again

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from Mood Of The Music, released July 26, 2010
Produced by G-DO
Written by Xception

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