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Summertime

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Swinging through the south side last night baby

You know that I was coming from my trap

Accompanied by a couple sexy ladies

And a couple paint bottles in my lap

And I have never swung this wide

Like future I lost my mind and my top at the same time

Ten eleven slabs in a single file line summertime

Pocket full of money that's how we do it in the summer time

All those players got a bad ass woman on their side summertime

And the diamonds ain't monkey yeah

Summertime in my city

Ain't nobody tripping

Summertime in my city

We just smoking and sipping

Summertime in my city

Ain't nothing but love

Summertime in my city

Every hood is like a club

Thugga

It's summertime in my city man

It's a bunch of fine dames looking pretty man

I'm trying to take a few with me man

Hoping HPD don't come get me man

You know it's poured up

You know it's throwed up

It ain't a summer slim thug ain't showed up

Spend a mansion with Johnny may go go up

Everywhere we go everybody know us

Hood superstars

Like candy on our cars

When you see them fours you gonna know it's those Texas boys

It's summertime in the city

Time to show up

We hit the club

Watch how many bottles blow up

Ten eleven slabs in a single file line summertime

Pocket full of money that's how we do it in the summer time

All those players got a bad ass woman on their side summertime

And the diamonds in the teeth yeah

Summertime in my city

Ain't nobody tripping

Summertime in my city

We just smoking and sipping

Summertime in my city

Ain't nothing but love

Summertime in my city

Every hood is like a club

Okay everybody know I will kill

But it seems like my haters done took a chill pill

Even the ones that's real fakers that can real real

The way the bass whipping my Styrofoam I know it will spill

The pool party hopping got them steaks on the grill

Whole hood participating nobody getting killed

Just a bunch of real niggas trying to smoke and chill

Chopping it up trying to plot up another meal

Shot all your money homey don't worry about that

What the f**k you think a real n***a for I got that

Galleria we shop that gotta stay fresh for summer

Throw the slab trunk beating like a drummer

Ten eleven slabs in a single file line summertime

Pocket full of money that's how we do it in the summer time

All those players got a bad ass woman on their side summertime

And the diamonds in the teeth yeah

Summertime in my city

Ain't nobody tripping

Summertime in my city

We just smoking and sipping

Summertime in my city

Ain't nothing but love

Summertime in my city

Every hood is like a club