We like up the spot (Summa the time) We're for fronting, not (Summa the time) We give our shows all we got, wreck the stage and lots us Like the sun because hot, hot
It's Sheep, beep-beep, everybody on your feet Catch the beat, sweet, got you bopping down the street Shorts to short-sets, for short sex Forties, my forte Butterfill and four
That Dres, D-R-E-S, no further ado I charcoal, broil and foil than any barbecue In the like Lenin, listen when Im beginning In Nueva York, known as kings' dominion
We're again, smacking beats across your head and back And when you I'l make you stand out like a fat African Peace to all down south, I it's hot as Hades Love to all the I scrambled in the eghties
Now in the Nineties, as months go where the hour went I mint and think of what? Black empowerment I think and black child to raise together I think about the knowing nothing last forever
In this world things happen at the of a dime Some things happen at all, and yes yall
(Summa the time) Im your face like the breeze (Summa the time) It's like I rip the mic to so many Huh, I'm it in your port, I'm slamming it in your court Me taking the I'm holding the for'ps, child please
Some of the time I'm with my crew, of the time I'm not Bouncing down the block, blowing up the But only when it's hot do I see niggas looking at me Displaying signs of jealousy, it means they're Black With NV
I go by the name of the Dick Daddy Lawnge, ripping the song Suckers see me, wanna be me but Im creamy and dead wrong To whom it may concern, yo, dont try, kid Because you see me even if I was your eyelid
I rhyme for the summertime, believe I can Bring more relief from than the Icy man Be it your front yard, your or porch Like the Kackalackan sun, I'm guaranteed to
I know it was about time we the now, oh gosh We got more niggas rolling up than at the car wash Yeah, we're here to tan ass like the summer sun For the nigga tried to dis us, we know he's the dumber one
you hear the Sheep are rocking be on the lookout 'Cause we gather more hungry than a cookout
(Summa the time) I like to tour around the (Summa the time) I'm hard with my girl I like to wake late for heat's sake Listen to the fat beats, we and chill on a summer break
It's the summer blitz, dips with pretty with or without doe flip for hits Yo, microphone check one, be no heap topping I rock a flock and mock, Sheep, rocking
Sonny, can you me? Honey, I be fly Money making, really a ribbon in the sky For One Love, I'm kicking my less the fiction thought me hiking and fishing
Now I spike like a Viking Wildstyle, like summer in Way back my peoples made join the Warriors Back when park jams found me to see the band
Until parties in the saw DJs as the man A bird, a plane, feel the breeze lanes I put a chill in veins, even on a crowded train Im cool, more cool than dropping time
Less legit hits for some in ninety nine Since a long time ago, Im getting Put the 'genuine' in genuine, son, I
(Summa the time) I'm taking respect, do you (Summa the time) I'm whyling with my baby boy I'm with the Lawnge one running, ripping up Until the summer skill that we flex, says it's time to (Summa the time)