Summertime Chi - Nick Carter Green, Sir Michael Rocks, King Louie

Summertime, Summertime

I love the Summertime

Even when sun is down

All of my jewelry shine

Bitches is on me

Staining as is

And the pistol is on me

We smoking that dope

Till foe fold a 4

We rolling on yoppas

Got flats in the mo'

She fuck with no hassle

She don’t tell me no

My goonies like Louie tell us when to go

End up a t-shirt or a vegetable

Me, I’m a flexor

My bitch flexible

Sipping on straight, driving

Smoking Citgo

Had sex with your new bitch a long time ago

I ball like I’m tall

That’s what shot callers do

Today my Benz baldhead

My car got no roof

Summertime, Summertime

I love the Summertime

All of this ice it feel like it’s the wintertime

Alright, now this shit feeling like Summer

Would it be wrong if we walked

Through the Garden of Eden?

Upon this adamant evening

But are we angels or heathens?

I seen the love in your soul

Put fear in your eyes

I know that it’s wrong

But I can tell you no lies

I like it

Little tan got your skin looking bright as fuck

Girl got the Midas touch

Heard you smoke a little weed

Hope you like it rough

Brought enough for your girls

Baby light it up

Light up the bonfire

The night is us

No boyfriend required

Tonight you’re young

Is that thing in them shorts looking nice enough

If you can breath in them things

They ain’t tight enough

Cause the liquor make her

Do things she claim she forgot

But once I undress you

In them sheets we gon' wrestle

Cause that ass so swole

Looking like The Rock

Bet that motherfucker can’t move his neck

Please note, Nicky keep hoes in check

And um yes

Yours is next

I’ll improve her sex

Taught her all them tricks she knows

I get no respect

And your princess kiss me

But I don’t dissect

Handle damsel

But there’s no distress

Have her cursing all loud

But it’s no Tourettes

Cause I just want what’s set

Between your nose and neck

And my niggas nice refs

Cause they hold the tech

But this is the Chi

Where we shoot for no reason

So moment of silence

So we can honor niggas that’ll die this season

Alright, now this shit feeling like Summer

Would it be wrong if we walked

Through the Garden of Eden?

Upon this adamant evening

But are we angels or heathens?

I seen the love in your soul

Put fear in your eyes

I know that it’s wrong

But I can tell you no lies

I like it

Take the pep out your step

Baby there it is

I’m doing me

So it ain’t nothing to compare it with

I’m from the C, to the H, to the I hoe

I stay on my job

Like some shit that I applied for

I’m with the clique

Drive slow up on me in traffic

You middle class with some ass

But she known to be ratchet

Soon as them tops go down

The shots come out

Let’s pop out

Take all them drugs and black out

That’s everything that I rap about

She’s describing how she can ride a nigga

So hop on this and act it out

Your last nigga was a fucking bum

Pink dolphin with a Black & Mild

Just let me put this tuna in your sushi roll

Black rick, orange cloak

Look like Ichigo

Alright, now this shit feeling like Summer

Would it be wrong if we walked

Through the Garden of Eden?

Upon this adamant evening

But are we angels or heathens?

I seen the love in your soul

Put fear in your eyes

I know that it’s wrong

But I can tell you no lies

I like it