SUMMER
Jim Jones Lyrics


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Shit, I ain't gon' lie
I ain't gon' lie, I'm kind of disappointed, nigga
But listen here, be-be-before you, before you dropped that
Well, before you drop this shit
Let, let me give you some inspiration 'cause you lacking, homie (uh)

That shit was trash, we gon' let him get a do-over (Redo)
They got you gassed you must think that you the new Hova
You a four-dot-o, nigga, I jumped in the new Rover
Your brother's still jumping the bed and you tell him move over
These two roach niggas don't know what to do in no raid (uh-uh)
Kanye gave you whips but that's what they do to the slaves
You trying to act bad but we ain't doing charades
I really have bombs in the block just like I threw a grenade (what you need?)
I don't got time to be concerned with no watch you got (uh-uh)
You've never been uptown by no work up by The Parking Spot (que lo que)
Trying to get illusions when you run up in the ocky spot
Buy five thousand bottles, you turn around and get a choppy chop
I spent five hundred thousand down at Mazza spot (Mazza)
I got a half a mill' in car with the Brows on top
Now fuck they flowers, we got roses with the stars on top (uh-huh)
I make a toast with my jewels like Mazel Tov (to the good life)
My name is my name but they ain't scream it yet (Capo)
They talking about the wrath of Caine but we ain't seen it yet (we waitin')
We got the switches on that bitches, your whole team get wet (grrt, grrt, boaw)
But let me chill 'cause I don't wanna get my team upset
The only beef you know, nigga, is Arby's or the Big Mac (facts)
We don't drive through, we drive by in the car with the big MAC (grrt, grrt)
The last shit you dropped, that shit was garbage, take that shit back (shit back)
Plus you got your brother rappin', what you tryna bring the Clipse back? (Quite tryin')
Talk about your brother, what happened to that boy? (Ah)
It's looking like that they be selling crack to that boy (two for five's)
It's really though, enough of the jokes, that's how niggas get embarrassed (uh-huh)
If you really got some money I catch you niggas out in Paris (what's up?)
I got shooters like Luka to hit you niggas out in Dallas (grrah)
And y'all be dressing kinda weird, man, you really need a stylist
Plus what all know what you identify with, Push
You kinda saw the dress, nigga, you been a fly bitch (ooh)
And then he said that I was really chasing a feature (really?)
Nigga's a gorilla 'cause he got some Apes in his features
All my gorillas got stones, I had these apes come and meet you (East side)
I put these billies on the jet, you pick a place they'll meet you, nigga
Then talk about my jewels, that was a cheap shot (that one hurt)
And these is all VVS, these ain't the cheap rocks
I don't know if you a rapper, I should treat you like a street opp (how you want it?)
I know them top 50 list, that was a-, ooh

I could imagine what you're going through




Shit, I don't know
We just, I mean, you know

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Jim Jones and Trey Songz’s song Summer Wit Miami can be interpreted in different ways, the first verse talks about how rap music is perceived as subliminal but for the artists, it's like their diary where they confess their thoughts and feelings. The second part of the verse compares life to a woman – a bitch, especially for the way it comes and goes. The erratic nature of life is compared to mother nature where seasons changes and come and go as they please, similar to how life plays out. Summer is mentioned here, and it's personified as a woman who could cheat on you, using it as a metaphor for that erratic nature.


The rest of the song talks about the lifestyle in Miami during the summer, where people go clubbing, drink, and smoke weed. The chorus mentions how Jim Jones spends his summer, with the top of his car down, throwing hundreds of dollars at the best-looking women, and smoking top-quality weed. He's living his life without a care, and he's enjoying himself while he's still young. He mentions how he has to lie about his whereabouts to his partner as he flirts with other women during the summer. The song gives an insight into the lifestyle and aspirations of young people during summer.


In summary, the song, Summer Wit Miami, is a testament to the Miami lifestyle during the summer where young people aspire for luxury, fun, and enjoyment. The lyrics are a modern expression of how young people enjoy their lives and, in some cases, the sacrifices they make to live the life. The lyrics also touch on the concept of love and how hard it can be to hold onto it when there are temptations around.


Line by Line Meaning

They say rap music is subliminal
People claim that rap music has hidden messages


But the music for us is like our own diary
For us, rap music is like our personal journal


Something like a confession
It's a way for us to confess our innermost thoughts


They tell me life is a bitch
Some say that life is difficult


She's something like the seasons
Life is like the changing of the seasons


Just like mother nature
It's similar to how Mother Nature operates


She come and go as she please
Life is unpredictable and comes and goes as it pleases


That's why they get their period once a month
Menstruation is a metaphor for the unpredictability of life


I say that to say this, if you think that bitch
I'm saying that if you believe that life


Summer is yours, she could be cheating on you
is completely under your control, you may be deceived


Ya heard?
Do you understand?


Uh, just got me feeling like opium
I feel intoxicated


I'm tryna dance with the loaded M
I'm trying to dance with a gun


Open up a bottle and it goes around
We're drinking and sharing a bottle


I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
I will be heavily intoxicated by 4 a.m.


And watch me jump in the golden Benz
See me hop into my golden Benz


Top down with the pokey rims
The convertible top is down and the rims are flashy


Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm bent
I'm driving recklessly, indicating that I'm drunk


I lost count, who knows what I spent
I don't remember how much money I've spent


I recall nine cleavage
I remember being surrounded by women with revealing outfits


Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers
Women were carelessly stepping on my expensive sneakers


One hand in the sky, the other hand was on her thigh
I had one hand raised in the air and the other on a woman's thigh


I was grinding to the beat with my hammer on my side
I was dancing to the music with my gun at my hip


Now G's only as we speed to the Rolex
Now it's only my crew as we rush to the Rolex store


And three or four G's is what we sneeze at the Rolex
We carelessly spend three or four thousand dollars at the Rolex store


Play some out your part, it's about 6 a.m.
DJ, play something from your selection, it's around 6 a.m.


You think the night is over but it just began
You might assume the night is ending, but we're just getting started


They say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2
People compare the pace of the club to the movie Bad Boys 2


You can see the snow bunnies do what bad girls do
You can observe white women acting promiscuously


And that's ecstasy, weed that had girl too
We're using ecstasy and marijuana that is also affecting women


Scoop the bitch that had key's to some fast old blue
I picked up a woman who had access to a fast blue car


Now, I'm speeding to the telly, I got the Porsche behind
Now, I'm speeding to the hotel with a Porsche behind me


Trying to get in her belly the only thought on my mind
The only thing on my mind is having sex with her


Like damn, I'm not trying to be pushy or nothing but
I don't want to come across as pushy, but


Since the strip joint girl, I should have been fucking
I should have had sex with the woman from the strip club


I shoulda lil' mama, listen
I should have listened to the woman


Spending my summers with the top dropped low
I spend my summers riding in my convertible


Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
I spend my money on high-quality women


When we smoking on the top notch dro
When we smoke high-quality marijuana


Dro, dro, that's the summer wit Miami
That's what it's like to spend summer in Miami


Bottle in the air, I'm living without a care
I'm celebrating with a bottle in the air and no worries


Shorty beside me, wind blowing through her hair
A woman is next to me, and the wind is blowing her hair


Oh, no, no, that's the summer wit Miami
That's what it's like to spend summer in Miami


I can't keep it low anymore
I can't keep it secret anymore


I'll be with my girl, when it starts to snow, I get bored
When it starts to snow, I get bored with my girlfriend


And when you love three women
When you love three women


It's hard keeping up with lies
It's difficult to keep lying to all of them


See, spring's my first love, I started creeping with July
Spring is my first love, but I started seeing another woman in July


Used to say I had some shows
I used to tell them I had performances


Catching planes to M I
Taking flights to Miami


Then I started tricking dough, I brought the range for July
Then I started spending money, and I bought a Range Rover in July


Mama said, I'm love sick over this hot ass hoochie
My mother said I'm obsessed with this attractive woman


I seen her when I told Nas I slapped her with coffy
I saw her when I told Nas that I hit on her


We don't play disrespect but that was the day that we met
We don't tolerate disrespect, but that's when we first met


Summer jam O 2, I hit the stage with my set
At the Summer Jam in 2002, I performed my music


But her man, he was from Brooklyn
But the man she was with was from Brooklyn


She still slipped me the number
She still gave me her phone number


She said, he's on vacation, so, get with me this summer
She told me her boyfriend was on vacation and convinced me to see her in the summer


Then I been flirting wit her for about the past two years
Since then, I have been flirting with her for about two years


So now, she hates seeing me in the winter
Now she doesn't want to see me in the winter


Ain't gonna last through the year
Our relationship won't last through the year


So now, I'm looking at winter like life's an adventure
So now I see winter as an opportunity for new experiences


And when June come, I'll be gone till September
And when June arrives, I'll be gone until September


Now, would you hate me for that?
Would you resent me for that?


I know your heart's cold, could you wait till I'm back?
I know you're angry, but can you wait until I return?


I'm just a sucker for love
I'm just someone who falls in love easily


But a nigga hold you down if you wanna fuck with a thug
But I'll support you if you want to be with a gangster




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Joseph Guillermo Jones II

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