Miguel, EXILE - Summertime in LA lyrics
Miguel [Miguel Jontel Pimentel] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Miguel, EXILE - Summertime in LA lyrics]
This is for all you doo-woppers out there
I'm 19 it's summer in LA
And I'm headed down
To the closest place where they
Are wearing bikinis playing by the sand
I'm lookin' for a girl
Who's lookin' for a man, he-e-ey
'Cause baby, ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-aby!
Hop in and we can cruise
Until you tell me when, hey
'Cause it's summertime (Summertime)
In LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a
Now there she goes ('Scuse me, miss)
Baby, what's your name? He-e-e-ey
I'm lookin' for someone
That's gonna make me say
(Oh, oh, you are the one for me)
I just wanna kick it
Get some time to spit this on you, you, you
She said, "What about my girlfriend?"
Girl, don't trip, I'll call my man Blu
(Brrr, fo sho, Call me Blu)
'Cause baby, ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-aby!
Hop in and we can cruise
Until you tell me when, hey
'Cause it's summertime (Summertime)
In LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a (Forni-a)
She hopped in
Had her hair blowing in the wind
She said, "What music do you got?
'Cause I wanna throw something in"
(I was like, "Baby
Can't you hear what's playin'?")
I've got Exile beats and
A stereo banging lounge (Stereo)
And tonight I'll rock you this party
And it's gonna be wild
And you should come through
'Cause summertime (Summertime) in LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a (Forni-a)
Yo, summer gets shorter and shorter, dude
Shut the fuck up, Ex! Ha ha hahaha!
I'm 19 it's summer in LA
And I'm headed down
To the closest place where they
Are wearing bikinis playing by the sand
I'm lookin' for a girl
Who's lookin' for a man, he-e-ey
'Cause baby, ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-aby!
Hop in and we can cruise
Until you tell me when, hey
'Cause it's summertime (Summertime)
In LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a
Now there she goes ('Scuse me, miss)
Baby, what's your name? He-e-e-ey
I'm lookin' for someone
That's gonna make me say
(Oh, oh, you are the one for me)
I just wanna kick it
Get some time to spit this on you, you, you
She said, "What about my girlfriend?"
Girl, don't trip, I'll call my man Blu
(Brrr, fo sho, Call me Blu)
'Cause baby, ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-aby!
Hop in and we can cruise
Until you tell me when, hey
'Cause it's summertime (Summertime)
In LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a (Forni-a)
She hopped in
Had her hair blowing in the wind
She said, "What music do you got?
'Cause I wanna throw something in"
(I was like, "Baby
Can't you hear what's playin'?")
I've got Exile beats and
A stereo banging lounge (Stereo)
And tonight I'll rock you this party
And it's gonna be wild
And you should come through
'Cause summertime (Summertime) in LA (In LA)
I said it's summertime (Summertime)
In Californi-a (Forni-a)
Yo, summer gets shorter and shorter, dude
Shut the fuck up, Ex! Ha ha hahaha!