Summertime Lyrics - Asher Roth

Summertime, blue skies 

Feel the breeze, blowing trees 

And it feels good, so good 

Like it should, can you feel it too? 

Summer sand, sun and tanned 

Feeling like a 100 grand 

Underpants up in france 

Like I'm from another land 

I'm a man, I got needs 

Like I need you on your knees 

Hummer me underneath 

Don't forget the nutees 

Hit the weed, wait a week again 

What you see me in starting with 

B and m. tell me what's the bpm? 

89, yeah that's fine, feeling like 

It's summertime. sipping something 

Potent, hope it's love potion number 9 

Damn you fine, from behind, what's your sign? 

What's your size? up your bra, oh my god 

Knock it off, knockers all natural 

Actual, when you're down, asher will 

I'm down for anything but only if the 

Ass is still... 

Water in my glass of milk 

Abusing this mouthwash - woosh, woosh 

Kush, kush - don't you with that 

This was your life? this is your night 

When it comes to summertime 

Don't you know the world is mine? 

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Summertime, blue skies 

Feel the breeze, blowing trees 

And it feels good, so good 

Like it should, can you feel it too? 

Rolling down the street, need to 

Celebrate the weekend 

Picking up my best friends 

Tell em bring the weed and 

90 degrees, even got a slight breeze 

And, I don't need to tell you that 

This be my favorite season 

Hanging on the beach, but I'm sitting 

Under trees, and got a little vodka 

Mixed in my iced tea, and don't you know 

I'm light-skinned? gotta use the right shit 

Spf 45th, chilling in my whiteness 

Rolling up sticky buds, sticking all 

To my thumbs, only smoking on a joint 

No, I can't be smoking blunts 

Not for fun, just invite the hot ones 

Bring em to the hot tub, suddenly 

Their tops off, now my rock hard 

Living like a rock star, push it 

To the limit but stay out the back 

Of cop cars. can't be locked up 

By law enfocement. all I do is lean back 

Breathe, and enjoy this... 

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Summertime, blue skies 

Feel the breeze, blowing trees 

And it feels good, so good 

Like it should, can you feel it too? 

Catch me in that '83 heavy chevy 

Do this for the? 

Candy with the? girls to my liking 

36-24-36 sizes, coke bottle models 

Filled with surprises, eyes is 

Wide and girlfriends giggling 

Eenie-meenie-minie, trying to find out 

What I'm swimming in 

In the sundress, gotta undress 

Who got a body and brains, game's 

The dumbest. trees be the bombest 

Loving the calmness. living life 

Too right to get the wrong shit 

And I'm on this, you tell? 

They blow dros, spit flows, lay low 

Where it's sunny, can't complain about 

A thang mane, and I'm chilling with 

Some of the finest thangs on the continent 

So I'm content with having a good time 

In my zone, on patron with a splash of lime 

Summertime, blue skies 

Feel the breeze, blowing trees 

And it feels good, so good 

Like it should, can you feel it too?