The Lox, aka Jadakiss, Styles P and Sheek Louch, hit us with this brand new track ‘Summers Too Hot’ with production by Scram Jones.
Summer's Too Hot Lyrics by The Lox
[Intro]
Doing the yin and the yang, the hip and the hop
The stupid fresh thing, the flippity-flop
I have today's forecast for you... Hot
[Hook x6]
Man, the summer too hot you can feel it in the streets
[Verse 1]
Summer time chrome nine gotta watch my back
Weathers warm liquor in him, dont know how to act
Kush burnin', bottles poppin' homie thats a fact
Top down, we dont know you homie gettin' jacked
Crime rate going up police cant take it
Weaves sweatin' out these bitches out here gettin naked
Parking lot turned to clubs until somebody barks
Now they bustin slugs, that's what weather does
Ha! and they rat'n on whoever
(3rd floor right now you'll him there together)
Its hotter in a cell, CEO's know him well
Zimmerman, time will tell its hotter down in Hell
[Hook x6]
[Verse 2]
You aint gotta do much they gon' feel it if its real
You can feel it in the street, they can feel it in the jails
Need that gas mask on, when you put it on the scale
Latex gloves so it dont get under your nails
Got the top off, know you got the doors off too
Let your titties out baby take your drawers off too
Background check, I'mma boss on through
Anything you prolly heard about the God is all true
I got one or two spots this summer's too hot
you need to be sittin' around worry 'bout you got
Rather be on a upper deck of a new yacht
Getting blacker than I already am
Don't gotta try to be that nigga cause I'm already him
Wipe smirk off, you got the fan in the window drying your work off
Somethings gon' happen you can feel it in the heat
Summer too hot you can feel it in the street
[Hook x6]
[Verse 3]
Summer's too hot, you can feel it in the street
Wearin' high top Nike's socks knew I was elite
Almost had twins I could feel it in the skeet
Playin' the Isle Brothers in between the sheets
On the paper chase, been up about a week
When it come to getting money nigga I dont even sleep
All I need it two sheets nigga I dont need a leaf
Through a pound on the table, tell all my niggas to chief
L-O-X- shit is the best shit
Money by the entrance, money by the exit
And I'm always on that next shit
Uninvited nigga on the V.I.P. guest list
[Hook]
