| Yours truly | 
| A cutie with no brains, a booty | 
| The Lovebug Starski tape with the dookie | 
| I took her to the drive in movies with the toolie | 
| Yeah, in case she tried to do me | 
| It was hot as July without Julie | 
| Just true newbies in the back, twist the loose leaf | 
| The system hittin' bitches in Jacuzzi’s | 
| Said it wouldn’t be Cali without the Uzis | 
| Bet, slide through, the in-and-out drive-thru | 
| With the 2 Live Crew | 
| The fly chicks I knew she knew me | 
| She said I liked you in high school, she blew me | 
| I bought her an iced tea with ice cubes | 
| Word up | 
| We was 'bout to go to work, but we murked to the jam | 
| And all the girls threw their shirts up | 
| It’s summertime | 
| Summer, summer, summertime | 
| Time to sit back and unwind | 
| The dope touch like Magic, static get stuck | 
| Cool cat must of spit lead, lyrics is buck | 
| Smash through your speaker and get an upgrade | 
| Hit the shop fresh cut high top fade | 
| Cool water freshness, car painted glaze | 
| Hittin' corners 22 inches and no blade | 
| Ride dirty, dip through the traffic, stay paid | 
| Hit the court AI cross I’m snug in the J’s | 
| We dump the 1's on the block when the sun get hot | 
| Hit the beach with the freaks, Chucks with no socks | 
| You know the steelo, my people got it locked | 
| Pelligrino’s for 3 hoes easin' up the block | 
| They turn around and see what we peepin at | 
| That all natural type of aphrodisiac | 
| We leavin at noon, the drinks was consumed, we all buzzed | 
| But back then we ain’t really know what it was | 
| Summertime | 
| Finger roll on bosses | 
| Self made and well connected brothers | 
| Cuttin butters lavish livin' base wonder | 
| Count skins like a deer hunter | 
| You know how we do | 
| Many dishes and bottles for my people | 
| It’s illegal how the steez do | 
| You know 2 miles an hour so everybody see you | 
| Bass bang out automatic buzz, light that | 
| Good, good five techin' with the walkin' fuzz |