Summertime, an' the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high.
Oh, yo' daddy's rich and yo' ma is good-lookin'
So hush, little baby, don' you cry.

Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like shi
On lock down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over
And when she gets home there's none left for me