The Team – Summertime in the Town Lyrics
Artist: The Team
Song: Summertime in the Town
Ooh, in the town for sure
Hey
Backyard barbecue with ribs
If you want it, better dig on in
f#ck a gun, n#gg#, play with your kids
It’s that time of year one mo’ gin
Hit the block, we could drive the strip
Wanna ride, better come on in
I’m high and the sunshine won’t give
Oakland, baby, this is where i live
Ghost (ghost), ride (ride)
I’m rollin’, slidin’ through oakland
Sun out, summertime, know i’m smokin’
Box chev’, cougnut, stroll in the opеn, ayy
Stunna season so his top boy’s pokin’
New twenty-sixеs on everything they rollin’
Whether they copped ’em or whether they stole ’em
n#gg#s hit the strip talkin’ sh#t and boastin’
Right by the ocean, i come from the bay
Hit seminary, seen damian favors (dame fame)
Keep pushin’ through the town, paintin’ the pavement
Pickin’ playboy bunnies up, n#gg# just wavin’
Rememberin’ days when i was young at the picnics
Mosswood park with the apg clique
Now i’m grown up, rollin’ up on a freak with
A little bit of nothin’ on—baby, come leave with me
Backyard barbecue with ribs
If you want it, better dig on in
f#ck a gun, n#gg#, play with your kids
It’s that time of year one mo’ gin
Hit the block, we could drive the strip
Wanna ride, better come on in
I’m high and the sunshine won’t give
Oakland, baby, this is where i live
I woke up (woke up), little bit after 9:00
Jumped in the shower, ’bout an hour ’til i hit the grind
(on the detail) twenty-fours got a little shine
On the highway, hot day in the summertime
(another grind) i can’t hear my phone
’cause the window’s down and the ac on (and the ac on)
Wife beater, white sneaker, white tee on
And i gotta hit rita (why?), tk home
So i slide up bancroft, left on 10-6
Back down macarthur, gotta keep the swish’ lit
I ride slow ’cause i’m lookin’ for a slick chick
Hair match her lipstick, mami on that kim sh#t
Summertime in the town feels so surreal
Auntie put another meal on the grill
Still i’m on one and i ain’t done yet
Dimes on mind, hike right up to sunset, yet
Backyard barbecue with ribs
If you want it, better dig on in
f#ck a gun, n#gg#, play with your kids
It’s that time of year one mo’ gin
Hit the block, we could drive the strip
Wanna ride, better come on in
I’m high and the sunshine won’t give
Oakland, baby, this is where i live
Drinkin’ old, ridin’ gold
Ridin’ around in the sunshine (yeah)
Just pimps and hoes and players
Drinkin’ old, ridin’ gold
Still ridin’ around in the sunshine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m ridin’ high, with pimps and hoes and players
Sucker free from all these haters (all these haters)
Just pimps and hoes and players
Sucker free from all these haters
Backyard barbecue with ribs
If you want it, better dig on in
f#ck a gun, n#gg#, play with your kids
It’s that time of year one mo’ gin
Hit the block, we could drive the strip
Wanna ride, better come on in
I’m high and the sunshine won’t give
Oakland, baby, this is where i live
Pimps and hoes and players (ooh yeah)
Sucker free from all these haters (all these haters)
Just pimps and hoes and players (ooh, yeah)
Sucker free from all these haters
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From the album:
World Premiere [Explicit]
Release Year: 2005