[Intro] Cool cool summer, ah ah Cool cool summer, ah ah [Verse 1 David Eff] Yo In the summertime heat When the pulse is back You get to bumpin the beat Hear me attackin the track, I lack Nothing at all, got the baddest gear Swooping in the cruiser, bringing up the rear I keep it current, keep it coming correct I feel the burn for the hustle like the sun on my neck But yo I gotta play it cool like xylitol When the honeys get to laying out like walltowall I wanna knock it out the park like a little leaguer Cus the girls get choosy when the boys get eager My funds are too meager to gas my ride But ladies say that Im fly when I cycle by Thats why I get on down til the early morn Leave two grass angels on the neighbors lawn They call me BIG SP Double O N Dont believe me dude? Better check with your girlfriend [Chorus] Its so good, Its so good when you can take off the hoodie Its alright, summertime In my hood, In my hood, aint nobody can thrill me quite like A cool cool summer [Verse 2 Davey] I got a fresh pair of DoubleD Batteries in my boombox Whole block coming down with that sound Of the CSSummertime some are fly, some are hot Time to take you on a critical ride Alright alright, sunshine to nine And we got all night to do just what we like And we like whatever feelin right Aint clappin no caps just clap to the beat Of the lyrical ice cream truck, bringin yall the treats And the honeys all lookin so good In the back of the yard, the back of the car Forget about the bed we sleepin underneath the stars Im from the city of Reno, where we getting mad dough Closing escrow on this mad track, so stand back Back to the song of your summertime crush We crack the can, did you pack a lunch? [Chorus] [Verse 3 David Eff Davey] Now if I can drop a verse then I can pick it back up Like Usain Bolt, Im gonna tear this track up So get get to stepping like its double double dutch The summer time style is too much to touch I be that dumpster jumper with a farmers tan Throwin out MCs like a garbage man We bout to blow the roof off your party van And when we wake up in the morning we just start again We gonna take it to the streets on the Equinox Summer Jams comin out your Speaker box Yo this aint a yard sale, but well clean yo clocks And break the windows on the block like a box of rocks And yo the sun dont set on the noise we make We came to blow this party up like yellow cake Yeah maybe Im dirty, but Im still the bomb And tonight we gonna party like its Ramadan Im from the church of funk here to bring you the news We got the cure for the summertime blues You got the need for the word of truth They seeing the power in these 1s and 2s Mista Neeva Im feelin the feva Hold up your head let me relieve ya Preach on yall, til yall believers The hook, the line now heres the sinker [Chorus] x2
summertime, cool, summer, ah, davey