our lives, our lives Summertime of our lives, our lives Summertime, summertime Sugar candy cherry world Summertime, summertime There's a boy for every girl Summertime, summertime
OUR LIVES OUR LIVES SUMMERTIME OF OUR LIVES OUR LIVES SUMMERTIME SUMMERTIME SUGAR CANDY CHERRY WORLD SUMMERTIME SUMMERTIME THERE'S A BOY FOR EVERY GIRL SUMMERTIME SUMMERTIME
Übersetzung: A1. Summertime Of Our Lives.
.A. Venice Beach And Palm Springs Summertime is everything Homeboys Hangin' out All that ass Hangin' out Bikinis, tankinis, martinis No weenies Just a king And a
you doing) We ain't out here threatining your lives, raping your children We just out here staying alive, making a lil' bit (you know) Working hard, trying to survive chasing a
Affiliated made us, we dirt Make you wanna go to the swap meet and buy a white t-shirt What's a G worth The turf we lurk was worth a G before my birth
gun rap for all my niggaz in the back Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback See through yellow lines Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God Magic
on freeze N a couple of thugs with a grip on squeeze Pair of champs on, I get my limp on like I get my pimp on play you just bench warm Summertime
/ I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck / A full tank and a constant rush. Bliss: I just jump to the front like a track at Daytona / With a
Yeah, right Compton, South Central, Watts Long Beach, Inglewood, East L.A. West Coast for life Live and die for this shit Yeah, when I was young livin
spots I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck A full tank and a constant rush. [Bliss:] I just jump to the front like a track at Daytona With a
and keep steppin' My inkwell is a riverbed that resurrect the living dead I manifest what's considered but what isn't said Stay on the dot like a infrared
be Sweet as a honey sting like bumble bee Repeat 1st verse Rayvon In the summertime (in the summertime), in the summertime (in the summertime) Sweet summertime
Machine gun rap for all my niggaz in the back Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback See through yellow lines Rock a fly jersey in the summertime
made us, we dirt Make you wanna go to the swap meet and buy a white t-shirt What's a G worth The turf we lurk was worth a G before my birth I walk these