Z-Ro - Summertime lyrics

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Swanging 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 of paint bottles in my lap

And I have never swong this way

Never swong this way

Like you dress, I lost my mind and the top

At the same damn time

[Hook]

10 12 slabs and a single fall line

Pocket full of money

All these players got a bad ass woman on the side

And our diamonds ain’t murky

Summertime in my city, ain’t nobody trippin

Summertime in my city, just smokin and sippin

Summertime in my city, ain’t nothing but lust

Summertime in my city, every ...is like a good time

It’s summertime in my city maine

It’s a bunch of fine dames lookin pretty maine

I’m tryina take a few with me maine

Hopin hpd don’t come get me maine

You know what’s poured up

You know what’s rode up

It ain’t a summer slim thugga I ain’t showed up

Spend a mansion with johhny bake go go up

Everywhere we go, everybody know us

Hood superstars, light candy on the cars

When you see them 4’s, you gonn know it’s them texas boys

It’s summer time at the city, time to show up

We hit the club, watch how many bottles blow up

[Hook]

10 12 slabs and a single fall line

Pocket full of money

All these players got a bad ass woman on the side

And our diamonds ain’t murky

Summertime in my city, ain’t nobody trippin

Summertime in my city, just smokin and sippin

Summertime in my city, ain’t nothing but lust

Summertime in my city, every ...is like a good time

Oh, ok, everybody know how we kill

But it seems like my haters done took a chill pill

Even the ones that’s real fake is acting real, real

Ok, the base whippin my styrophone,

I know it will spill

The pool party poppin got them stakes on the grill

Whole hood participating, nobody gets killed

Just a bunch of real niggas tryina smoke and chill

Choppin it up, tryina plot on another mill

Shut up your money homie, don’t worry bout that

Fuck you think a real nigga for I got that

Got a steak fresh for summer

Rollin slab trunk beating like a drummer, thuga!

[Hook]

10 12 slabs and a single fall line

Pocket full of money

All these players got a bad ass woman on the side

And our diamonds ain’t murky

Summertime in my city, ain’t nobody trippin

Summertime in my city, just smokin and sippin

Summertime in my city, ain’t nothing but lust

Summertime in my city, every ...is like a good time.