Summer Time Lyrics - Lost Boyz

Summer, summer, summer time 

Summer, summer, summer time 

Summer, summer, summer time 

Well listen Summer time in the city 

Now niggas 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 niggas 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 

Niggas 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 niggas smokin blunts and drinkin brew 

'Cause that's the way that us niggas 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 niggas 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 

132142, Yeah that's the rock 

See Queens niggas do they thing 

Champagne and rings don't hold shit 

Bang real niggas 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, everybodies 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 thru 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 thru 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)