Summer Heat

Duration

3:12

Lyrics

Summer Heat got to get ready for tonight, shower n shave looking tight, Cologne aroma filling the air, grape a pair of shoes to wear, off to the spot bass shaking, speakers vibrating an quaking, the rear view mirror around, listening to the dog pound, summer heat wave feels so good, suns beating down on the hood, visor is blocking out the rays, just another one of those days, sprinklers spitting n spraying, still no breeze blowing saying, its summer heat n summer time, watching temperature still climb, driving bbq smells in the air, sun's snaring starining glare, got me peeling off the leather, searing n withering in weather, red hot like branding iron rods, is their a way to beat the odds, or does heat hold all the cards, look at all these yellow yards, summer heat wave feels so good, suns beating down on the hood, visor is blocking out the rays, just another one of those days, sprinklers spitting n spraying, still no breeze blowing saying, its summer heat n summer time, watching temperature still climb, topping charts its a heat wave, feels like standing in a rave, humid humans hotter then hell, move as if under a magic spell, shades hiding from this heat, disappeared from under the feet, street like walking over coals, vapors rising look like souls, summer heat wave feels so good, suns beating down on the hood, visor is blocking out the rays, just another one of those days, sprinklers spitting n spraying, still no breeze blowing saying, its summer heat n summer time, watching temperature still climb, must get out this hot weather, and out the heat all together, go chill in a full sized pool, with bags of ice to get cool, mean will the AC's is blaring, thinking whos number to ring, rolling threw phones rolodex, or should I just send a text, summer heat wave feels so good, suns beating down on the hood, visor is blocking out the rays, just another one of those days, sprinklers spitting n spraying, still no breeze blowing saying, its summer heat n summer time, watching temperature still climb,