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