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summertime - lost boyz lyrics

[intro]

ayo, let me get that water mayne, word up n*gga, it’s hot out here man
ayo word up mayne
“alright!”
drums playing
ayo f*ck this mayne
2 quad bikes racing past
car engine starts
group chants: lost boyz, lost boyz (repeatedly)
car beeping

[chorus]
summer, summer, summer time
summer, summer, summer time
summer, summer, summer time

[mr cheeks background]
it’s hot, it’s, it’s it’s hot

[mr. cheeks]
well listen summer time in the city
my n*ggas ride around town, pumping up the sounds, look for the smitty
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, ma’ says you best to be home before dark
now we all know the flavor, we’re back on the block mom’s is
chattin with the next door neighbour sayin “hi”
the folks that go by
her hands on her forehead cuz the sun keeps gettin in her eye
little kids in sweat suits, with n*ggas like lost boyz
in strictly t*shirts shorts and boots
i’m 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
n*ggas hangin with they mans making m’s
we bouncin in the city, it’s the
chorus
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city, yeah, yeah)
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city, it’s the city it’s the)
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city, it’s the city, it’s the city the)
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city!)

[mr. cheeks]
in every borough, there’s a crew
and n*ggas smokin blunts and drinkin brew
cuz that’s the way that us n*ggas do
with newports in the ear, playin concrete sports
and shorties walk around in daisy dukes shorts, bounce
they wit me throwin jams in the park
when the buddha is sparked, they get together after dark
gg and g tapes is bangin, it’s strictly speak nice
and they act black, when me and my n*ggas is singing
i’m giving beats to my peeps when i pass through
in 89, cuz them shorties smoke grass too
jamaica avenue, somethin in god rule
40 be, bay’s lee, they get high too
and to my peoples on the rock
132142, yeah that’s the block
see queens n*ggas do they thing
champagne and rings the whole shebang
real n*ggas hang in the city
chorus:
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city, it’s the city it’s the)
summer, summer, summertime (summer time in the city, yeah, yeah)
summer, summer, summertime (summer time in the city, it’s the city, it’s the city the)
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city)

[mr. cheeks]
it’s about 90 degrees, everybody’s gettin cheese
and a downy in my round, smitty’s walk around in dungarees
when new burgers got a lot around the corner
see a shorty and you want her now, so you best to push up on her, right?
i’m in my act, seats lean back, 40 ounce down south
bounce bounce like that
smokin charm as we creep thru the streets
lost boyz, 3rd rights and the elites
hair doo’s, no socks, short skirts, t*shirts, red reeboks
shorty bouncin with her friends
3 piece, bbs, chromed 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

chorus
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city it’s the city it’s the)
summer, summer, summertime (summertime in the city it’s the city it’s the)
bring it on
summertime summer time (summertime in the city it’s the city it’s the)
summer, summer, summertime
pumping herb

summertime in the city

we be living in the bay with my lambo man
power crew and big j raph and the crew
my n*gga pretty lou and my n*gga da lou, its the lost boys crew and this is how we do
it’s the summertime and i’m straight from the ghetto ahh i got the addidas if i was eddo
not m.o.g and me wear them jeans cause i be in here now with my n*ggas wearing baggy dungarees and timberlands and, tim boots and we be playing b*tch n*ggas like deucey, bounce
summer summer summertime
i be ridin
to my n*ggas in va
to my n*ggas in atlanta

- lost boyz lyrics

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