Summer Time

Summer, summer, summer time

Summer, summer, summer time

Summer, summer, summer time

Well listen summer time in the city

Now **** ride around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy

And even on ball courts, you got the shorties watchin' fellas

Doin' anythings on they baggy shorts

And kids is having fun in the park

But there's a limit, moms says you best to be home before dark

Now we all know the flavor, were back on the black moms

Chattin' with the next door neighbour sayin' "Hi"

The folks that don't ride

Her hands on the floor head 'cause the sun keeps gettin' in the rock

Little kids in sweaty suits, with **** like Lost Boyz

Strictly t-shirts or the boots

Standin' on the van with, I'm wavin' at chicks

Takin' food from the vooda, and sips from the Mystics

Lex, coups, beemers and benz

**** hangin' with they man makin' hits

We bouncin' in the city

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

In every borough there's a crew

Of **** smokin' blunts and drinkin' brew

'Cause that's the way that us **** do

With Newports in the ear, playin' concrete sports

And shorties walk around in daisy dukes shorts, bounce

The would be throwin' jams in the park

When the buddha is sparked, they get together after dark

GG and G tapes are bangin', it's strictly Spigg Nice

And that hat black, when me and my **** are sayin'

I'm given beats to my peeps when I pass through

In 89, 'cause them shorties smoke grass too

To make a avenue, somethin' in God rule

40 Be, that is lee, agent I too

And to my peoples on the rock

One three two, one four two; yeah that's the rock

See Queens **** do they thing

Champagne and rings don't hold shit

Bang real **** hang in the city

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

It's about 98 degrees, every bodies gettin' cheese

And a downy in my round, spit is walk around in dungaries

When new burgers got a lot around the corner

See a shorty and you want, now you best to push up on her, right?

I lay my act, slick sleen back, 40 ounce down south

Bounce bounce like that

Smokin' charm as we creep through the streets

Lost Boyz, they bites and they eat meats

They blues, no socks, short skirts, t-shirts, red Reebok

Shorty bouncin' with friends

3 Piece, bbs, cloned out on the Benz

I wanna hit in the car, how them skins feel

Shorty with the ribbon in the windshield

So one two, this is how we do

Summer time, Lost Boyz comin' through in the city

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)