Lyrics

This is the sounds of summertime Cruisin' in my ride Top down and I'm feeling alright This is the sounds of summertime California breeze Feeling good smoking sticky green trees It's just another west coast day Hey, sunny Californi-ay The super sport on D's That candy paint on gleam That sticky green got me feeling supreme Glad I was born and raised with that west coast style Fortunate I'm still living I'm from where pistols go pow Reminiscing bout my homies that's no longer 'round About 97 degrees rolling with the top down And now I'm feeling real good As I swerve through the streets With the volume full blast I'm disturbing the peace Bout to roll to the park Then cruise to the beach Hynas trip out when the car moves to the beat As I approach the scene, about 11:59 Homies barbecuing and pounding brew Having a good time And now that Fingazz on the track The instrumentals sounding fine And I agree with you homie You know why, I love Cali in the summertime This is the sounds of summertime Cruisin' in my ride Top down and I'm feeling alright This is the sounds of summertime California breeze Feeling good smoking sticky green trees Now this is one of those songs that you can groove to Hop in your Chevy lowrider classic In traffic and make it move to the beat Got the back bumper bruisin' the street Heat it up Gotta be ready for them foos when they creep Not necessarily trippin' Just ready if they wanna test From the big wicked west It's like the valley of death And in the summertime Dog we chasing filas California breeze I promise Latinas of all kind And everybody's having a good time On this summer day Barbecuing carne asada While the kids have fun and play And them old school jams are coming from the DJ And grab the mic Mr. Criminal is what all the homies say But I'm a relax and help the homies finish off these packs Reminiscing how these other summers came and they passed Having a blast As I sit back and unwind Closing my eyes Enjoying the sounds of summertime This is the sounds of summertime Cruisin' in my ride Top down and I'm feeling alright This is the sounds of summertime California breeze Feeling good smoking sticky green trees These are the sounds of the summertime As we come from side to side Hop in them low lows And let the seats recline As we celebrate Roll it up, put it in the sky Sunny Southern California is the place no lie Tripping out how these other summers came and went by West coast is the place til the day I die And a couple of more homies came Now we're rolling deep Getting tired of the heat So now we're swerving to the beat On pacific coast highway While the sun's going down Having a good time with the homies all around Flames from the bonfire coming from the ground This is summertime and I'm enjoying the sound Posted up on the beach Steady watching the waves crashing These the type of memories that I would cherish everlasting Now the sun's starting to set And the days turning to night Man I love sounds, the sounds of the summertime This is the sounds of summertime Cruisin' in my ride Top down and I'm feeling alright This is the sounds of summertime California breeze Feeling good smoking sticky green trees
Writer(s): John Stary, Fahd Azam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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