GL Productions - Summertime lyrics

[Verse 1: Z-Ro] Swangin through the south side last night baby You know that I was coming from my trap Accompanied by a couple s**y ladies And a couple paint bottles in my lap And I have never swung this wide Like future, I lost my mind and my top at the same time [Hook: Z-Ro] Ten, eleven slabs in a single file line (summertime) Pocket full of money (that's how we do it in the summer time) All those players got a bad a** woman on their side (summertime) And the diamonds ain't monkey (yeah) Summertime in my city Ain't nobody tripping Summertime in my city We just smoking and sipping Summertime in my city Ain't nothing but love Summertime in my city Every hood is like a club [Verse 2: Slim Thug] Thugga It's summertime in my city man It's a bunch of fine dames looking pretty man I'm trying to take a few with me man Hoping HPD don't come get me man You know it's poured up You know it's throwed up It ain't a summer Slim Thug ain't showed up Spend a mansion with Johnny May go go up Everywhere we go everybody know us Hood superstars Like candy on our cars When you see them fours you gonna know it's those Texas boys It's summertime in the city Time to show up We hit the club Watch how many bottles blow up [Hook: Z-Ro] Ten, eleven slabs in a single file line (summertime) Pocket full of money (that's how we do it in the summer time) All those players got a bad a** woman on their side (summertime) And the diamonds in the teeth (yeah) Summertime in my city Ain't nobody tripping Summertime in my city We just smoking and sipping Summertime in my city Ain't nothing but love Summertime in my city Every hood is like a club [Verse 3: Z-Ro] Okay everybody know I will k** But it seems like my haters done took a chill pill Even the ones that's real fakers that can real real The way the ba** whipping my styrofoam I know it will spill [Verse 4: Slim Thug] The pool party hopping got them steaks on the grill Whole hood participating nobody getting k**ed Just a bunch of real n***as trying to smoke and chill Chopping it up trying to plot up another meal [Verse 5: Z-Ro & Slim Thug] Shot all your money, homey don't worry about that What the f** you think a real n***a for, I got that Galleria, we shop that, gotta stay fresh for summer Throw the slab trunk beating like a drummer [Hook: Z-Ro] Ten, eleven slabs in a single file line (summertime) Pocket full of money (that's how we do it in the summer time) All those players got a bad a** woman on their side (summertime) And the diamonds in the teeth (yeah) Summertime in my city Ain't nobody tripping Summertime in my city We just smoking and sipping Summertime in my city Ain't nothing but love Summertime in my city Every hood is like a club