Da Summa

Da Summa is a track off Memphis Rap group Three 6 Mafia's debut LP Mystic Stylez.

Lyrics
[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 about three, sometimes a little later

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

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

The South Gatin' skatin' ring later on that night

We in the lot bumpin' 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's and MPCs we use

Straight from the 4 track, to a simple cassette

That's through a pimpsta's mode

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

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

Me and Juice Man hit the tables, Koop and Scarecrow rock the stage

Bangin' so bunk, they're some fools always gotta start a fight

They usually made us close up early that night

In the summer, in the summer

[Hook]

With my crew we just ride

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

In the summer (x4)

[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, grab my yay, with some little Gin

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 summer the Scarecrow want the ceremonies

Till the sun sets me ease

Until the night fall breeze

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

Grab my O-Z of Indonesia, 6 philly blunt leafs

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

And my automatic gat in case I have 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

[Hook]

With my crew we just ride

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

In the summer (x4)

[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 holla, trick

Ballin' down valentine, one time on my mind

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

Made enough from evergreen to holla at Blac and Cam

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

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

Project Pat and the yam 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

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

Cause everyday I'm out there tryin' to get a freak number

Thats how the Juice is, in the summer

[Hook]

With my crew we just ride

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

In the summer (x4)

[Outro: D.J. Paul]

That's how we do it

So that's how it is

The Three 6 Mafia in the house for the '95

Straight from the M-town The Juice, DJ Paul, Lord Infamous, the Scarecrow

The Koopsta Knicca, and Crunchy Black

We out