Lyrics
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.
Me, me and Louie, we all run to the party
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Me and my girl, we got this relationship
I love her so bad, but she treats me like a sh-
On lock down, like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over
And when she gets home, there's none left for me
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.
Me, me and Louie, we go run to the party
Dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Oh, take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will, some day, rise
What am I gonna be doin' for a while?
Said I'm gonna play with myself
Show them, now we've come off the shelf, so what?
Summertime, and the livin's easy
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.
G, we and Louie, run to the party
And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely
Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely
The tension, it's getting hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater
Me and my girl
We got a relationship
Me and my girl, mm
We got a relationship, mmm-mm
My girl
We got a relationship, oh
And my girl
Take a tip, take a tip
Take a ti-ti-ti-tip from me
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G.
All people in the dance will agree
That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C.
Me, la-la-Louie
While everybody run to the rhythm, it gets harder
Summertime, and the livin's easy
