(Verse 1) Kreayshawn Hey summertime, I really think I'm feelin' you Especially when you shinin' those beams like you do Grab one beer and a bitch Or maybe two And hit the sand and the water so I get cool I see a little lady walkin' with her cheeks out Gotta pull her by her arm and see what she's about Can we go to Hawaii So you can roll my blunts when I get too high She's young and fun And the sun is here with her She kinda cute, but the bitch is gettin' weirder I'm gonna roll her in a ball and just kick her Can't believe she pulled that shit at dinner Bitch I'm done like the sun on the east side Young Kreayshawn again Bounce out the G-Ride Grab a burger and a chopper then I get to slide I think I'm gonna leave her now cause it's summertime
(Chorus) It's summertime and your bitch is on my mind (x3) It's summertime and your bitch is all mine All fine, real fit She's a sweetie Plus she's looking great in her bikini It's summertime and your bitch is on my mind It's summertime and your bitch is all mine
(Verse 2) Kreayshawn It's summer night and I'm sippin' on the double cup We got so much lean we about to fill the pool up Turnt up, smoke up, hit the waterslide Keep cool cause you know it's too hot to fight When it's hot out, you know the whole block's out Girl you're gonna get your turn Please don't start to put Puerto Rican Day parade, MDMA And we feelin' great because the sun's rays Drink water cause I need to snap out of it They say the summertime is known as season of the hits So here's a hit, go and pass it on to all your friends And slap it real loud when you drivin' in the Benz You be partying, no need to pretend It's your life and summertime never ends
(Chorus)
(Verse 3) V-Nasty Summertime when them girls come out in short shorts Candy waist, plantin' colors like Newports Hot nights on the block like I'm in a fort July comes, poppin' bitches like it's the 4th It's summertime and your bitch is on my line though She keep callin' me She ain't on my mind though Summertime and I'll be damned if I die broke Out 24/7 chasin' my dough Water fights in the hood at the barbecue Had to buy a lot, but I only trust a few My type, ice cold, drink it like juice Chin up, chase it down with the Grey Goose Bitches trippin' on the beach when they hear my name Sippin' syr, blunts connected to the flames I'm seein' new things but I can't change Summertime when a bitch like me will snatch your chain