Lyrics

Intro - Partial Chorus

Verse 1 -
Yes, yes y'all summertime is here, mos def
Time for pum-pums, tank-tops and all that mess
Blessed to see the ladies shining all on the Ave.
Hot days, cool pools, cool nights, hot baths
No school (At least for many), hard work (hardly any)
But regardless, there's the drinks and the sun
And yo, there's plenty to do, just hit the mall with your crew (that's right)
Later on hit the club (yo) and wild for the night
Street fests all around in and outta your town
Rec sports, basketball, baseball on the mound
I'll take to back to licking Icee's while they dripped on your kicks
Everybody got along from the burbs to the bricks
Pixie sticks, licking lips, and quarter bags of chips
Boomboxes on the crates blasting nothing but hits
Mr. Softee and Good Humor stop in all of the hoods
If you don't love the summer, then it's time you should (C'mon)

Chorus -
We can party in the summertime
Ladies sexy, hair, nails and toes are tight
Hustlers trappin, sippin, and gettin' right
Bring the heat, y'all, in the summer time

Verse 2 -
The god is reminiscent of a star shining in your face like the sun
Summertime, more drinks, less clothes, more fun
Hot whips, fly chicks, hard tips, new hits
Mo' shows, mo flows, mo dough to hold
We out of control, this is how we roll in the heat
Less clothes means there's more guts that need to beat
Get on your feet, and go hit the floor one time
Sip your Mo, sip yo 'Tron, sip yo brew, sip yo wine
And just shine, soak in the rays from up high
Take a breath from the sky, let the inhibitions fly
Just glide through the season like the rum in your throat
Bahama mama's and Bacardi, fly women, no coats
Just the best of the flesh, left to bless and undress
Release the stress and all the mess, push B.S. to the left
(It's only three months for most) That depends on your coast
But you can still light up the grill, blaze the grub and just roast.

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Verse 3 -
(So what you sayin?) Grab the one you wanna chill with, alright?
Hit the beach, hit the club, hot days and hot nights
Hit the courts just for sport, chill with fam and recline
But treasure every second lovely, 'No Doubt', yo let's rewind
(So what you sayin!?) Grab the one you wanna chill with, alright?
Hit the beach, hit the club, hot days and hot nights
Hit the courts just for sport, chill with fam and recline
But treasure every second lovely, Summertime

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