Yeah, straight max and relax, you know what I'm saying? On a Sunday afternoon, kick it with my folks, you know what I'm saying? Kick it with your peoples, you know? Kick it on the road, in the park, whatever, you know what I'm saying? Have a good time, you know what I'm saying, no drama Leave that drama for your mama, yeah September, summer in the city Where the drops are low and the girls are all pretty Lounging in a park on a Sunday afternoon The bar keeps going as I kick it with my crew Honey's in hot pants, four bottles of smash Another spade to the table, sit back in the lab Honey's having fun and the homies ain't tripping Lounging in the shade, sitting back and we sipping Having good times is the game that I play Lounging with my folks on this nice summer day Parlay, everybody get up And have a good time on this nice summer day Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summer time Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Throw a ride at a car show, it's in the summertime Flees, honeys, floss, MCs, spit mimes The hard body contest is always the best The finest ladies around put their bodies to the test Two-step pose, lace with gold The sound's bumpin' hard, hydraulic controls Roll to the bullet when the car show's done Homegirls, same as wild, don't deny it's fun Havin' good times in the capital city Six-phone with parlors and drop-top feet It goes all way on a Sunday night No drama from the one time, no problems tonight Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Summertime in the ghetto, just couldn't be better Time to cut them khaki shorts and take off them sweaters All the kids in the hood are playin' in the sprinklers The ice cream man is rollin', we all got summer fever Homies hangin' tight in front of liquor stoves Sippin' on the 4-0s and puffin' on the Post Rider screws my hood like they goin' out of style The smell of barbecue make you sit back and smile We havin' a party next Sunday afternoon Bring your whole family, bring your whole crew That's how we do it on the west coast, baby Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove Put your hands in the air and throw off peace signs Try to kick it with your folks in the summertime Kick back this marinade, get yourself in the mood Telescope maximum lights, do the summertime groove