(feat. Tateeze)

[Baby Talking:]

Ay, Big Money Heavyweight, ay Fresh we back at it daddy, Big Tymers, summertime boy



[Verse 1 (Baby)]

See its summertime homie and we born to shine,

Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line,

Keep the ice on packed, with the big mack stacks,

Rims dipped the same colour as the new Cadillac,

See we lace our hoes, and smoke our dro'

When we go to the club, we go through the back door,

With the nine on my waistline (waistline)

Any nigga act up he get that nine to his fuckin' mind

Homie still doing time (doing time), son a sack thru his mind

he get it thru the pipeline,

flicks, so you see how we shine, everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines,

Its a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines, get loot, not hoes if you know what I mean

Gotta hustle and grind, keep the money on your mind,

Summertime all hoods, blow up and shine



[Chorus X2 (Tateeze