In The Summer - Chris Webby, Merkules

Yeah, feelin' fucking good right now man

God damn

Ay, I’ma crack a cold one, me no catch flack from no one, I just kick back and

roll one

Hit the piff til' my dome spun, with a chick with her toes done

On the beach with reclined seats til I soak up the whole sun

With Sublime up in my speakers, vibin' to Santeria with a sexy mamasita

Livin la fuckin' vida, shit i’m feelin' fucking lovely

Not a single cloud above me, not a single fuck to give

I’m winnin', 70 and sunny

All my worries melted away like the snow and ice, now i’m playing mini golf and

my stroke is nice

You know what it’s like, no weight up on my soul tonight

Timon was right, Hakuna Matata’s the way of life

Late at night, catch me laying on the hood of my car

High as fuck, eyes up, take a look at the stars

And leave it at that, hit 'em with the steeziest raps

That’s why i’ve got your girl rubbing sunscreen on my back

Smoking Js everyday like dazed and confused

Catch a fade, gettin' blazed while I lay by the pool

In the Summer, just throw on a pair of stunners

And go and catch a vibe motherfuckers

Ay, It’s all good in the Summer

Chillin' with the sun in my eyes, top down let it bump in the ride

It’s all good in the Summer

Faded 'cos we love to get high, post up, catch a couple of vibes

It’s all good in the Summer

And we don’t even got nowhere to go, seat back when my brim down low

Yeah, we don’t even got no where to go

The sun is shinin', time to fire up the barbie

Fuckin' higher than the stars when i’m arriving at your party

I’m a fan of malt liquor, in a brown paper bag

I’m a fan of fat swishes, pass it 'round, take a drag

I need a couple double rums, with the salted rim promptly

Bet these drinks’ll fuck me up as much as fuckin' Bill Cosby would

It’s all good in the summer, i’m in the hood with my brothers flippin' burgers

with no shirt when i’m cookin' up supper

And when i’m drunk I fuckin' think i’m Chef Ramsay

My beers in my right palm, I guess tonight i’m left-handed

Damn it, i’m fuckin' hammered so I jump in the pool

And sober up and start again, 'cos we got nothin' to do

Comfortable, doin' shotguns 'til there’s chunks on my shoes

Jump in the Coop and make a beer run, re-up on the booze

Now me and Webby in the Chevy 'cos we ran out of blunts

And by the time we got back, the cops are angry out front, fuck

Ay, It’s all good in the Summer

Chillin' with the sun in my eyes, top down let it bump in the ride

It’s all good in the Summer

Faded 'cos we love to get high, post up, catch a couple of vibes

It’s all good in the Summer

And we don’t even got nowhere to go, seat back when my brim down low

Yeah, we don’t even got no where to go

And i’m up on my cloud, and right where I wan’t to be, no bringing me down, yeah

You can find me when the sun goes down, i’m around, lightin' up a dooby you can

smell across town

No bringing me down, ay ay ay

Ay, It’s all good in the Summer

Chillin' with the sun in my eyes, top down let it bump in the ride

It’s all good in the Summer

Faded 'cos we love to get high, post up, catch a couple of vibes

It’s all good in the Summer

And we don’t even got nowhere to go, see back when my brim down low

Yeah, we don’t even got no where to go