Frayser Boy - It's Da Summa Time lyrics

(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 motherf**in 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, n***a'still yawnin' Roll me up a blunt, cause a n***a is jonein' Picked up my cell phone, checked all my missed calls b**hes playin on my who*e, 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 a** shorts, tryin' to show they a** cheeks Love me a freaky b**h, don't like em 'less they nasty Everyybody gettin' out, gettin' they cars washed up Hate it for my n***as 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, sh** I'm friendn roll through. All day ridin', weekends clubin' Blowin' money, shootin' dice, n***a its nothin. (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, cuz 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 k**in' and choppin' it up with all thas ???. (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, b**hes 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 mothaf**as think they tough Some like 'Cris up in they cup Always on the main b**h Why you wanna hate on this ??? to mix up, gobble nut and hell to spit And if my record sales drop, I still dont have to ??? Talk is cheap, gonna face me n***a I'm still gonna always make these millas