Summertime
I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
I just need a dime and some sunshine
A little magic, a cut above the average
Everybody movin' in, I told 'em that's what happened
Cut above the records, who the hell you think they blastin'?
Kiss the hand of the new boss
All jazzed up, I ain't ever been to Utah
Packed up, ready for the journey, got my U-Haul
Game's over, sunk the eight followed by the cue ball, cue ball, cue ball
Tapes pop Panama to Cuba
Jack's chasin' everything I chew on
Life is just a party and you missin' every nuance
Keep your comments, cut 'em out the picture with your coupons, coupons
You are everything I'm lookin' for
Fireworks every time that I'm lookin' towards
Everything I do I do I promise imma do it to the best of my ability
I prove it
I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
I just need a pretty girl one time
No commitments down to get it in quick
I'm just tryna drink a few
Soak up all the sunshine
Not a damn thing running through my young mind
Thank God for the new hits
Walking down the beach
And hearing my own music
Couldn't feel better
Cutie on my right, bad as ever
And my homie told me I could never get her, get her, get her, get her
Yup, I can't even explain the feeling doing nothing
But just chilling with your gang
Things up the road and I seen up on the place
Can't compare to bein' with the homies
Some things never change
It's summer love, some number gon' exchange
I left a couple hearts bleedin'
It's part of the game
And I know I, know I gotta lot of work to do
But imma keep on workin' for the music
I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
Summertime
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime...
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
I just need a dime and some sunshine
A little magic, a cut above the average
Everybody movin' in, I told 'em that's what happened
Cut above the records, who the hell you think they blastin'?
Kiss the hand of the new boss
All jazzed up, I ain't ever been to Utah
Packed up, ready for the journey, got my U-Haul
Game's over, sunk the eight followed by the cue ball, cue ball, cue ball
Tapes pop Panama to Cuba
Jack's chasin' everything I chew on
Life is just a party and you missin' every nuance
Keep your comments, cut 'em out the picture with your coupons, coupons
You are everything I'm lookin' for
Fireworks every time that I'm lookin' towards
Everything I do I do I promise imma do it to the best of my ability
I prove it
I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
I just need a pretty girl one time
No commitments down to get it in quick
I'm just tryna drink a few
Soak up all the sunshine
Not a damn thing running through my young mind
Thank God for the new hits
Walking down the beach
And hearing my own music
Couldn't feel better
Cutie on my right, bad as ever
And my homie told me I could never get her, get her, get her, get her
Yup, I can't even explain the feeling doing nothing
But just chilling with your gang
Things up the road and I seen up on the place
Can't compare to bein' with the homies
Some things never change
It's summer love, some number gon' exchange
I left a couple hearts bleedin'
It's part of the game
And I know I, know I gotta lot of work to do
But imma keep on workin' for the music
I love summertime 'cause I love all the parties
Finishing kegs and crushing bottles of Bacardi
Can't go to work, I'd rather lay up with a hottie
Single doesn't mean I'm lookin' for somebody
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
Summertime
We gon' live it up, feel like this, feel like love
And we on top so come with us
If you gon' roll then lift your cup
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime...
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Lee Hudson, Brandon Paul White, Alex Schwartz, Joe Khajadourian, Ross Jacob Golan, Michael Anthony Warren, Brandon Michael Green, Bei Maejor, Justin Scott Franks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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