Summertime
Hot short days
Long sweaty nights
The changing of the equinox
I was delayed on delta
Thinking about my shelter
In Pasadena when a man
I was emphazema
Let the top down
Turn the volume up some decibels
And rolling down the street
Ass all up on my testicals like lice
Summertime is always nice
From dena to the l.b.c.
And start driving the telly 301
Time jump behind me
Flashing lights like a disco
Was lookin like Danny terrio
herbs in scenario
Its summertime.
Its summertime
And the livins easy
ridies on the microphone
With ras m.g.
All people in dance will agree
That we're well qualified
To represent the LBC
Me, me and lawee
We go run to the party
And dance to the rhythm
It gets harder.
Days hotter than coco
As smooth as coco butter
My mind was cluttered
With thoughts of being home
My zone, closing my shutters
Imagine the microphones
And lying under the covers
With my baby bear
Banging with dreamy stairs
Shoulder shoulder then hair
Put a nigga's underwear
With the baby T
Whispering words like
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