Drums, please!
Summer, summer, summertime,
Time to sit back and unwind.
Here it is, the groove slightly transformed,
Just a bit of a break from the norm,
Just a little somethin' to break the monotony
Of all that hardcore dance that has gotten to be.
A little bit outta control, it's cool to dance
But what about the groove that soothes,
That moves romance?
Give me a soft subtle mix
An' if ain't broke, then don't try to fix it.
An' think of the summers of the past,
Adjust the base an' let the Alpine blast.
Pop in my CD an' let me run a rhyme
An' put your car on cruise an' lay back
'Cause this is summertime.
Summer, summer, summertime,
Time to sit back and unwind.
Summer, summer, summertime,
Time to sit back and unwind.
School is out an' it's a sort of a buzz,
An' back then I didn't really know what it was,
But now I see what have of this,
The way that people respond to summer madness.
The weather is hot an' girls are dressin' less
An' checkin' out the fellas to tell 'em who's best,
Ridin' around in your jeep or your Benzos,
Or in your Nissan, sittin' on Lorenzos.
Back in Philly, we be out in the park,
A place called the Plateau is where everybody go,
Guys out huntin' an' girls doin' likewise,
Honkin' at the honey in front of you with the light eyes.
She turn around to see what you beepin' at,
It's like the summer's a natural aphrodisiac.
An' with a pen an' pad I compose this rhyme
To hit you an' get you equipped for the summer time.
Summer, summer, summertime
Time to sit back and unwind
Summer, summer, summertime
Time to sit back and unwind
It's late in the day an' I ain't been on the court yet,
Hustle to the mall to get me a short set,
Yeah, I got on sneaks but I need a new pair
'Cause basketball courts, in the summer, got girls there.
The temperature's about 88,
Hop in the water, just for old times sake.
Break to ya crib, change your clothes once more
'Cause you're invited to a barbecue that's startin' at 4.
Sittin' with your friends 'cause y'all reminisce
About the days, growin' up an' the first person you kiss,
An' as I think back, makes me wonder how
The smell from a grill could spark up nostalgia.
All the kids playin' out front,
Little boys messin' round with the girls playin' double dutch
While the DJ's spinnin' a tune,
As the old folks dance at your family reunion.
Then six o'clock rolls around,
You just finished wipin' your car down.
It's time to cruise, so you head to the summertime hangout,
It looks like a car show.
Everybody come lookin' real fine,
Fresh from the barber shop or fly from the beauty salon,
Every moment frontin' an' maxin',
Chillin' in the car, they spent all day waxin'.
Leanin' to the side but you can't speed through,
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you.
There's an air of love and of happiness,
And this is the Fresh Prince's new definition
Of summer madness.
Summer, summer, summertime,
Time to sit back and unwind. [x3]
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