Frayser Boy - Its Da Summa Time Lyrics

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(dj paul)

Yeah the hoes gonna come out to dis one boy.

We gon' let y'all know how we do it in da south man.

With the motherfuckin golds in our mouth.

In da summa time we get washed up

Then we gotta get glocked up.

Dj paul. juicy j. fr-fr-fr-frayser boy.

(frayser boy)

9:30 in tha morning nigga'still yawnin'

Roll me up a blunt cause a nigga is jonein'

Picked up my cell phone checked all my missed calls

Bitches playin on my whore got a playa pissed off

Its another pretty day but its kinda hot dawg

Plenty freaky hoes out tryin' to get knocked off

Little bitty ass shorts tryin' to show they ass cheeks

Love me a freaky bitch don't like em 'less they nasty

Everybody gettin' out gettin' they cars washed up

Hate it for my niggas gotta spend they summas locked up

Police yeah they watch us. but they let us roll by.

In da bay its very hot and everybody know why.

So high pull da weed needin' me some soul food.

Boy you friendn a bbq shit i'm friendn roll through.

All day ridin' weekends clubin'

Blowin' money shootin' dice nigga its nothin.

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(chorus 4x)

In da trunk bangin' in da hood hangin'

Do it real big its da summa time ain't it

(dj paul)

We come from the city where they love to ride big rims on errything

Keep a unit and some green thas on errything

Campaign cause it aint no thang when its on mayne.

Do it bigger than the statue of liberty cause we chrome mayne

Up at noon i fire 'ah blunt up for my breakfast

Hit the cleaners pick up my dickies with tha creases.

Liquor store gotta get some more 'cause the last last night

Hit up 'cris gotta get some 'yo or it wont be right

Rep the hood nuttin' special this what we always do.

But its sumthin' about when the sun is out it make ya feel so new.

I'm washed up i'm glocked up

'bout to trip on woahs and 2 liters get it yerked up

Ya'll know how we do when we do what we do do

We do ??? and only us and so much you need to do

You lil homie we keep it jumpin' out with stunt mens and buildings

We grillin' and killin' and choppin' it up with all that security ya hear me.

(chorus 4x)

In da trunk bangin' in da hood hangin'

Do it real big its da summa time ain't it

(juicy j)

Haters wanna see me fall bitches wanna see me ???

Ridin maybach with tha strizzap in my lap

Im at the mall spendin' like i wanna spend.

Ghetto fab and memphis ten

Some of these mothafuckas think they tough

Some like 'cris up in they cup

Always on the main bitch why you wanna hate on this

??? to mix up gobble nut and hell to spit

And if my record sales drop you still dont have to give me props.

Talk is cheap gonna face me nigga

I'm still gonna always make these millas

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