Summer, summer, summer time   Summer, summer, summer time   Summer, summer, summer time      Well listen Summer time in the city   Now niggas ride around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy   And even on ball courts, you got the shorties watchin fellas   Doin anythings on they baggy shorts   And kids is having fun in the park   But there's a limit, moms says you best to be home before dark   Now we all know the flavor, were back on the black moms   Chattin with the next door neighbour sayin 'Hi'   The folks that don't ride   Her hands on the floor head 'cause the sun keeps gettin in the rock   Little kids in sweaty suits, with niggas like Lost Boyz   Strictly t-shirts or the boots   Standin on the van with, I'm wavin at chicks   Takin food from the vooda, and sips from the Mystics   Lex, coups, beemers and benz   Niggas hangin with they man makin hits   We bouncin in the city      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      In every borough there's a crew   Of niggas smokin blunts and drinkin brew   'Cause that's the way that us niggas do   With Newports in the ear, playin concrete sports   And shorties walk around in daisy dukes shorts, bounce   The would be throwin jams in the park   When the buddha is sparked, they get together after dark   GG and G tapes are bangin, it's strictly Spigg Nice   And that hat black, when me and my niggas are sayin   I'm given beats to my peeps when I pass through   In 89, 'cause them shorties smoke grass too   To make a avenue, somethin in god rule   40 Be, that is lee, agent I too   And to my peoples on the rock   132142, Yeah that's the rock   See Queens niggas do they thing   Champagne and rings don't hold shit   Bang real niggas hang in the city      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      It's about 98 degrees, everybodies gettin cheese   And a downy in my round, spit is walk around in dungaries   When new burgers got a lot around the corner   See a shorty and you want, now you best to push up on her, right?   I lay my act, slick sleen back, 40 ounce down south   Bounce bounce like that   Smokin charm as we creep thru the streets   Lost Boyz, they bites and they eat meats   They blues, no socks, short skirts, t-shirts, red Reebok   Shorty bouncin with friends   3 Piece, bbs, cloned out on the Benz   I wanna hit in the car, how them skins feel   Shorty with the ribbon in the windshield   So one two, this is how we do   Summer time, Lost Boyz comin thru in the city      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)      Summer, summer, summer time (summer time in the city)