[Intro: Lord Infamous]

Uh huh, the Three 6 Mafia, loungin' in the studio

Finna give y'all a little demonstration

Of how we kick it here in the M-Town

Finna drop it somethin' like this

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]

See in Memphis, them players be kind of like laid back

In some clean ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' a pack

Hittin' the park at 'bout three, sometimes a little later

The last day of the week, and it couldn't get any greater

They leavin' the park, and hittin' the South Park strip, ride

The South Gate skatin' rink later on that night

We in the lot, boomin' our underground rap tapes

Paul and Juicy Part 2, and for another one, they just couldn't wait

We back at the crib, sweatin' in a lil' room

W-30's, SP-12, and MPCs we use

Straight from the 4 track, to a simple cassette

The stu' will press them up

Now it's time to hit the stereos stores and collect

We at the club Friday's and Saturday's special request made

Me and Juicemane hit the tables, Koop and Scarecrow rock the stage

They get so buck that some fools always gotta start a fight

They usually made us close up early that night

In the summer, in the summer

[Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & DJ Paul]

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out

[Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca]

Drunk off Red Dog as we ball through the mist of fog

Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, Skinny, Gin, and my roadie Paul

Fly got his mind up in the sky as we chiefin' high

Black Glocks, that's in the ride, fiendin' for a homicide

Some Tanqueray, Grand Marnier, mixed with little Siz

That's how we always did it since I was a troubled kid

But we don't stop 'cause our heart is pumpin' blood like thunder

No man up in the trauma, head is broken in the summer

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]

Seasons of the summer, the Scarecrow won't stop ceremonies

'Til the sun sets me ease, until the night fall breeze

Rise up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the streets

Grab my Oz. of Indonesia, 6 philly blunt leafs

Throw on me black khaki slacks and me black t-shirt

And my automatic gat, in case I had to dig a plot of dirt

Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his slow ass on

So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone

The summer

[Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & Lord Infamous]

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out

[Verse 4: Juicy J]

Pass the E&J, Koop

Then let's take a ride and shoot

To the high school, North Side, where the players rule

I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch

"Can I get your number?" "I got a man"

Well, I'ma holler, trick

Ballin' down Vollintine, one time on my mind

If they pull me over, I be hopin' they won't find the nines

Made enough from Evergreen to holler at Blac and Cam

Chiefin' on the blunts, in the alley, slangin' boulder yam

Couldn't forget my roadie Big Kurt, Swally and Dion

Project Pat, and the L lavish shootin' teflon

Just a few homies who I grew up in the hood with me

And the ones in Orange Blossom, Hubert University, yeah

It's gettin' late, and now I'm ballin' down Eldridge street

Blowin' my horn, tryin' to get this girl attention in front of me

'Cause everyday I might go tryin' to get a freak number

That's how the Juice is, in the summer

[Chorus: Ann Hines, 8Balll & Juicy J]

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

Ridin' through the hood with my homies, gettin' smoked out (In the summer)

With my crew, we just ride

[Outro: DJ Paul]

That's how we do it

So that's how it is

The Three 6 Mafia in the house for the 9-5

Straight from the M-Town

The Juice, DJ Paul, Lord Infamous, the Scarecrow

The Koopsta Knicca, and Crunchy Black

We out