Set’s up high, b*tches and whip topless
No ceilings, they pitching that Helen Mirren,
It’s summer, that pot stick(pot stick)
Block burning, G’s banging on the beach
White tees, no socks ****
Palm tree on lean, bass rocks with the knock
Every c**kpit bumpin’ that Pac on the stock system rattling
But battle ready cause all got the heavy metal
Tucked to haggle for the Fendi watches
Watch it, everyone observe the color of the block where they walking
Watch how they walking, see here at the payphone code talking
She got them eyes, shorts, thighs thick, p*ssy popping
So the lay of the block maintain as long everybody play they role, if not
Try to step on somebody else’s line, but when they do
The critic quick to put a clip in a nine
A mother**cker will die in the summertime
Low nose clown on they pogo bounces when they slow-mo round
Make the hose go down,
homies smoke that loud till they choke fall out
And they run they mouth, what they don’t know might end’ em.
Cause them women so fine in the summertime
Turn a six to a dime in the summertime
M**********rs still die in the summertime
It happens all the time in the summertime
Hold the liquor, it’s an avalanche coming
A Cali n*gga flooded in ice and quite stunning
And who wouldn’t believe the West Coast brung’em
When the rest start runnin’ when my set start gunning
I came to represent for the Likwit Empire
The Lexus squire with about six friars
It’s been a minute since I lit a n*gga on fire
And I won’t stop roking till ya n*gga expire
I gut the mic with the negative hype
Any steelo will fashion I am a negative type
Write whatever you like, starts day into night
Paragraphing how you have it, I be crashing your sight
As a treat, I’ll eat all beef and gripes
Toss up you ****** trying to peel my stripes
Killas don’t fright but hold up, here’s the truth
Summer turn cold when the crown hits the booth, n*gga
Low nose clown on they pogo bounces when they slow-mo round
Make the hose go down,
homies smoke that loud till they choke fall out
And they run they mouth, what they don’t know might end’ em.
Cause them women so fine in the summertime
Turn a six to a dime in the summertime
M**********rs still die in the summertime
It happens all the time in the summertime
Dice game, rice rocket, pipe laying, sidewalking
Eyes, dranking wine, talking, where the Fernet though?(right?)
Price paying, eyes sockets, dry making, fire locking
Fly paper skyrockets scare residentials
Donuts in the cul-de-sac, photos at the intersection
Show’em, knock nas back, flipping off the pigs and
Breaking mirrors cause he own it jack
And he on about half a pill and he don’t wanna yack
So he keep it rolling like that dice game
Homies talk ****, Andrew Dice Clay
Homies take shifts watching vice playing nice like they ain’t narcs
Roll a seven, guns spark, dogs bark, dial nine-eleven
Cars parked ring alarms, homies stop betting just for a second
Then start it up again like resurrection, they count their blessings
Stop rubbernecking, you looking sweeter than confection
Pause
Laugh it off and get a weapon
Low nose clown on they pogo bounces when they slow-mo round
Make the hose go down, homies smoke that loud till they choke fall out
And they run they mouth, what they don’t know might end’ em.
Cause them women so fine in the summertime
Turn a six to a dime in the summertime
M**********rs still die in the summertime
It happens all the time in the summertime