You know it's that time, cuz

What time is it, man?

Summertime, man

Yo, I love this time of year, man

I love it

Ha-ha! 

The girls are out, they're wearing a lot less

No time like summertime, blood

It's all nice, man

It's all lovely

Time to live it up, man

Yeah

Yeah





Summer in the city such a very special time

If you put aside the traffic, air-pollution and the grime

You'll be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine

And apart from money that's the only thing that's on my mind

Short skirts, belly-tops, fake tans

String-vests with the bra underneath for the mans

Getting hard off of half of a glimpse, I got plans

To be scooping up a couple of buff tings if I can

If I can't then I'm still live

I'll go and check my little yatty by the seaside

Cause I know she's live, plus she's a delight

She gives me hospitality, she treats me right

That's what I need, right?

And if not, I'm on a little mission to Los Angeles

To check my Beverly Hill honey to see if she can handle this

Pimping ain't no easy thing and some of these chicks are scandalous

But I'm a player and I say I gotta be the man for this

I love it!



You won't believe some of the shit I've seen, man

Trust me

Yo, I ain't even gonna go through it

But differently I wanna send out a shout out to all my people out there, yeah

Big shout to the man dem, the ladies

You know you gotta put in your grind if you wanna get what you really want out of life

Trust me, you only get one run





I don't believe in fate

Life is what you make it, make it great

I'm trying to elevate, concentrate on getting my paper straight

Survive the great escape, from the ends I used to congregate

Until I could no longer wait, I had to find a purpose

Otherwise I would've been worthless, making fuss on the estate

Ignorant to what the earth is offering when I should take

Every chance and every opportunity to try and make

Every second and every breath of life something to celebrate

So I've been around the world now, rose to the occasion

Boast different folks, different strokes, black, white and Asian

All these ladies look incredible, still got me gazing

Riding jet-skis and powerboats, feel so amazing

Club-hopping in Ibiza, I've got Pacha on lock

Pull up right outside the entrance in a Hummer, people clock

Then they stop, stare and wonder who I am and who I'm not

I just take it in my stride, but I ain't never felt this hot



And I love it, love it



It's all good man, ya get me?

Yo, you know you gonna catch me out Ibiza again, yeah

I gotta go there again

Get the Hummer out

We're driving down the streets knocking down motorbikes, it's nothing

Turn up at the club

Girls everywhere

It's all vibes though, man

Yo, big shout to my man like Paddy, yeah

Hang tight Shy FX - you done know!

Big up Cajun

Yeah man, I gotta big up the man like Scope

Big shout to T-Power, yeah

Hang tight Alexis, yeah

Yo, Dirtee Skank's the label, man

Maths & English, live by it

London city stand up

It's a UK thing, what