Summertime

Well here it is, a groove slightly transformed

Just a bit of a break from the norm

Just a little something 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 to move romance

Now give me a soft, subtle mix

And if it ain't broke then don't try to fix it

And think of the summers of the past

Adjust the bass and let the Alpine blast

Pop in my CD, let me run a rhyme

And put your car on cruise, lay back 'cause it's the summertime

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and rewind

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and rewind

School is out, and it's sort of a bum

But 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, girls are dressing less

And checking out the fellas to tell 'em who's best

Riding around in your Jeep or your Benzos

Or in your Nissan sitting in Lorenzos

But back in Philly we be out in the park

A place called the Plateau is where everybody go

Guys out hunting, and girls doing likewise

Honking at the honey in front of you with the light eyes

She turn around to see what you're beeping at

It's like the summer's a natural aphrodisiac

Now I'ma compose this rhyme

To hit you and get you equipped for the summertime

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and rewind

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and rewind

It's late in the day, and I ain't been on the court yet

I 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

Popping the water plug, just for old time's sake

Break to your crib, change your clothes once more

'Cause you're invited to a barbecue that's starting at four

Sitting with your friends as y'all reminisce

About the days growing up and the first person you kissed

And as I think back, makes me wonder how the

Smell from the grill can spark up nostalgia

All the kids playing out front

Little boys messing 'round with the girls playing double dutch

While the DJ's spinning a tune

As the old folks dance at your family reunion

And then six o'clock rolls around

You just finished wiping your car down

It's time to cruise so you head to the the summertime hangout

It looks like a car show

Everybody come looking real fine

Fresh from the barbershop or fly from the beauty salon

Every moment fronting and maxing

Chilling in the car you spent all day waxing

Leaning to the side 'cause 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 rewind

Summer, summer, summertime

Time to sit back and rewind