Da Summa

Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous] Uh huh, the Three 6 Mafia, loungin' in the studio Finna give y'all a little demonstration Of how we kick it here in the M-Town Finna drop it somethin' like this [Verse 1: DJ Paul] See in Memphis, them players be kind of like laid back In some clean ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' a pack Hittin' the park at 'bout three, sometimes a little later The last day of the week, and it couldn't get any greater They leavin' the park, and hittin' the South Park strip, ride The South Gate skatin' rink later on that night We in the lot, boomin' our underground rap tapes Paul and Juicy Part 2, and for another one, they just couldn't wait We back at the crib, sweatin' in a lil' room W-30's, SP-12, and MPCs we use Straight from the 4 track, to a simple cassette The stu' will press them up Now it's time to hit the stereos stores and collect We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special request made Me and Juicemane hit the tables, Koop and Scarecrow rock the stage They get so buck that some fools always gotta start a fight They usually made us close up early that night In the summer, in the summer [Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & DJ Paul] With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out [Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca] Drunk off Red Dog as we ball through the mist of fog Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny, Gin, and my roadie Paul Fly got his mind up in the sky as we chiefin' high Black Glocks, that's in the ride, fiendin' for a homicide Some Tanqueray, Grand Marnier, mixed with little Siz That's how we always did it since I was a troubled kid But we don't stop 'cause our heart is pumpin' blood like thunder No man up in the trauma, head is broken in the summer [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] Seasons of the summer, the Scarecrow won't stop ceremonies 'Til the sun sets me ease, until the night fall breeze Rise up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the streets Grab my Oz. of Indonesia, 6 philly blunt leafs Throw on me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt And my automatic gat, in case I had to dig a plot of dirt Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone The summer [Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & Lord Infamous] With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out [Verse 4: Juicy J] Pass the E&J, Koop Then let's take a ride and shoot To the high school, North Side, where the players rule I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch "Can I get your number?" "I got a man" Well, I'ma holler, trick Ballin' down Vollintine, one time on my mind If they pull me over, I be hopin' they won't find the nines Made enough from Evergreen to holler at Blac and Cam Chiefin' on the blunts, in the alley, slangin' boulder yam Couldn't forget my roadie Big Kurt, Swally and Dion Project Pat, and the L lavish shootin' teflon Just a few homies who I grew up in the hood with me And the ones in Orange Blossom, Hubert University, yeah It's gettin' late, and now I'm ballin' down Eldridge street Blowin' my horn, tryin' to get this girl attention in front of me 'Cause everyday I might go tryin' to get a freak number That's how the Juice is, in the summer [Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & Juicy J] With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer) With my crew, we just ride [Outro: DJ Paul] That's how we do it So that's how it is The Three 6 Mafia in the house for the 9-5 Straight from the M-Town The Juice, DJ Paul, Lord Infamous, the Scarecrow The Koopsta Knicca, and Crunchy Black We out