Summa tha time Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[Bm][Hook: [C]Bla[G]ck [A]She[Bm]ep (Emage)]
We like blowing up the [G]spot
(Summa the time)
We're known for fronting, [A]not
(Summa the [Bm]time)
We give our shows all we [G]got
Wreck the [C]stage and lots [G]play us
Like the sun because were [Em]hot, hot

[Verse 2]
[Dres] [G]It's Black
Sheep, beep- beep,
everybody on your feet
Catch the beat, sweet sweet,
got you [A]bopping down the street
[G]Shorts to short- sets,
shorties for short sex
Forties, my forte: butter
[A]fill and four Becks
That [G]defines Dres, d- are- e- s,
no further ado
I charcoal,
broil and foil more than any barbecue
In the breeze like Lenin,
listen when IÆm beginning
[C]In Nue[G]va York,
better known as kings' dominion
We're back again,
smacking beats across your head and back
And [C]when [G]you front I'l make you
stand [A]out like a fat African
[Bm]Peace to all [G]down South,
I [C]know it's hot as [G]Hades
[C]Lov[G]e to all the fam- a- lam I
[A]scrambled in the Eighties
[G]Now we're in the Nineties,
as months go where the hour went
I stack mint and think of what?
[A]Black [G]emp[A]owe[G]rment
I think wife, and black child to raise together
I think about the winter
knowing nothing last forever
In this world things happen
at the drop of a dime
Some things never happen at all,
[A]and yes yÆall

[Verse 3]
[Hook: Dres (Emage)] [Bm](Summa the
time)
IÆm hitting your face like
the [C]breeze
[G](Summa the time)
It's [C]like I [G]rip the mic to
so many de[A]grees
Huh, I'm [Bm]docking it in your port
I'm [C]slamming it in your court
Me [G]taking the shorts?
I'm holding [A]the for'ps, child
please

[Verse 4]
[Mr Lawnge] Some [Em]of the
time I'm with my [G]crew,
some of the time I'm not
Bouncing down the block,
blowing up the spot
But [A]only when it's [G]hot do [Bm]I see
[G]nuff niggas looking at me
[C]Displa[G]ying signs of jea[C]lousy,
[G]it means they're [A]still Black With NV
I [Bm]go by the name of the Sugar Dick
[G]Daddy Lawnge, ripping the song
[C]Suckers [G]see me, want to be me,
[D]but [A]IÆm creamy [Em]and t[A]heyÆre dead wrong
[Bm]To whom [G]it may concern: yo,
donÆt even try, kid
[C]Becau[G]se you couldn't see
me even if I was your eyelid

[Verse 5]
When I rhyme for [G]the summertime,
believe I can
Bring more relief from [A]grief
than the Icy man
[Bm]Be it yo[G]ur front yard,
your [C]stoop or [G]porch
[C]Like [G]the Kackalackan sun,
I'm guaran[A]teed to scorch
I know [Bm]it was about time we
dropped the [G]now, oh gosh
We got more niggas rolling up
than even [A]at the car [Em]wash
[G]Yeah, [Bm]we're here to tan that
[G]as s like the summer sun
For the nigga that tried to dis us,
[A]we know he's the [G]dumber one
When you hear the Sheep are
rocking be on the lookout
Cause we gather more hungry [A]crowds than a
cookout

[Verse 6]
[Bm][Hook: Mr Lawnge (Emage)]
(Summa the time)
I like to tour around the [G]world
[C](Summa the [G]time)
I'm chilling hard with my [Em]girl[A]
[Bm]I like to wake late
For [G]summer heat's sake
[C]Listen [G]to the fat beats we make
And [A]chill on a summer break

[Interlude 1]
[Bm][G][A]
[Bm][G]
[A][Bm][G]
[A][Bm][D][Em][Bm][G]
[A]
[Dres] It's the [G]summer

[Verse 7]
[Bm]
blitz, dips with pretty lips
[G]Bros wit[C]h or wit[G]hout doe flip for hit[A]s
[G]Yo, micro[Bm]phone check one,
[C]be no other heap- topping
I [G]rock a flock and mock,
Sheep- Sheep rocking
[Bm]Sonny, can you feel [G]me? Honey, I be fly
Money making,
really there's a ribbon in the [Bm]sky
[G]For [Bm]One [G]Love,
I'm kicking my [C]diction less the [G]fiction
Non- be[C]lievers [G]thought me
hiking and fish[D]ing[A]
Now I spike them like a [G]Viking
Wildstyle, like summer in Astori[C]a
[G]Way back my peoples made
[A]Ajax join the [G]Warri[A]ors
[Bm]Back when park jams found me
[C]trying to see the [G]band
Until parties in the centre
[A]saw DJs as the [G]man
A [Bm]bird, a plane,
[G]feel the breeze changing [G]lanes
I put a chill [Em]in your veins,
even on a crowded train
[G]IÆm cool, more cool than
Morris dropping [G]Time
-[C]Less legit hits for some
[G]ones [A]in ninety- nine
[G]Since a long time ago,
[C]IÆm getting [G]mine
[C]Put [G]the 'genuine' in genuine,
son, I [A]shine

[Verse 8]
[Bm][Hook: Dres (Emage)]
(Summa the time)
I'm taking respect,
do you [C]copy?[G]
[C](Summa the time)
[G]I'm whyling with my baby
[A]boy [Em]Papi[A]
I'm with [Bm]the Lawnge one
Running, ripping up [C]tracks un-
'Til the summer [G]skill that we flex
Says it's [A]time to chill

[Outro 1]
(Summa the time)
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