Yeah, This To Canada Man The Up North A Lot Of People Don't Realize How Cold It Gets During The But Listen...
I Met New Girl Late June Or Early July I Called Her A Of Times But She Barely Replied Now It's December, I'm Driving, And She's Like My Hi? I Swear, That I Never You Cause I Really Get Shy See Was A Segue, I Believe The Matter Is What Happens After The Season Where The Just Scatter Where The Timb Laces Get Tighter And Parka Hoods Up Drugs Dealers And They Parka Hoods Slip Up Where Become Exes From Summer's Caught Ho'in The Winter Cars Come Out, The Summer Go In And Some Is Breezy, And Some It Start Snow-Ing And If You Planning Vacations You Better Know When But Some Mothers Scared To Send They Daughters Out The Instead She Get A Sweater That She Bought Her Out Of Cause Mom Stays Up Late, She Seen Videos Where Cancun College Students Pouring Water On Titties!
Man, It's A Funny Thing Going Through The Winter Up Here Man A Lot Of Girls Y'know, Wanna Get Close. You Might Think The One But Just Wait, Nah Mean, Take It
Forgot To Mention, This Girl Never Gets To The Beach She Lives West Of My Street, And So We Destined To Meet Since I'm Driving, I Ask Her How To Get The She Doesn't Answer, Opens The Door And Gets In The Seat She Her Bag In The Back, And Starts Adjusting The Heat Bold But I Roll With It, I'm Impressed Cause She's Sweet Then She Says "I Heard Your Song And I'm Obsessed The Beat, I Mean, The Lyrics Are Cool, But I'm Obsessed With The I Love It When Voyce Sings And The Is Good, There's A Couple Things In The Song That I You Repeat" Off This I'm Takin *aback* For A Second, I Get Her Number She Tells Me To Call Her This Session And So I Do, And It's Kind Of Awkward, The Surface Hard To Until We End Up Sexin And Now My Attached I'm Thinkin Off I Should've More Southern And Realizing All That She Wanted Was Indoor Lovin And Ho!
Yeah, Uh, I Told Ya'll I Had A Story For You Uh, Ya Man, It's It Is
And Now, I'm Proud To Have Her Like Montreal To The She Love To Hurt Like Carter Did On The Bizzench But, My Boy Say I'm Actin Different, Because I Lay And I I Rush To Pick Her Up From Work And Fizzench She Tellin Imma Hold Here Down Tell I'm The Prince Up In This Cold Clear Town And Stupid Me I Listen To Her, Of Wondering If This Is Really Gon' Last Me The Whole Year Round But Then Spring Shows Up, And It's In This Bitch The Starts To Resemble The Holidays She Missed When We Were Together It Seeming Like Way When Ball Players Hop On The And Make It Way Back In See She Used To Piana, And Now She Never Wait For Santa Instead Of Saving For Marriage, She Saving For And It's A Shame, She Had Me That She Could've Been A Dime I Guess, I Lost One To The Wintertime
I You, Most Of Aaaallll, Myy Daarling (Gimme A To Gather My Thoughts)
Strolling In The And Watching Winter Turn To Spring (Such A Beautiful Day Man) (Yeah Man, You We Had To Switch It On 'em Right?) Strolling In The Park, And Watching Winter To Spring (I'm Still Standing On Two Feet, Even This Tragic Loss) (Man, But I Got Something To Else To Ya Baby)
I Remember Encore Pms, Breakfast And The Wake Up Now Committed We Waiting On The Breakup So We Can Get Back To Them Cognac With Dress Codes And Light Skinned That Won't Act Right And I Laugh My Previous Lifestyle Was Quite Wild The Winter Came And His Cold Air Through Back Then Light Sweaters And A Couple Drinks Get Her, By The End Of The I Would Know *Their* Crew And We'd Assembled A Trio, A Whole New With Three Ladies In The We Never Broke Routine At The End Of *we'd* Cut When The Cameras Are Rollin We Had Hearts Always Gettin Damaged And Stolen But This Is Different It's A Two Man Operation The Fact That We One Man Short Got Love For Him He Can Watch This New Man Stop A Cause Handin' Them Crack Is A One Man Instead Of Dress-Up, I Walk In Sweat And *Charms* Clinkin' I Find A Girl We Step Dance And Drinkin' The Face, The Breast, The Bras, The I'm Still Solo And A Long Night Draws To A Cause A Fact, If She Come To The Crib And I Get Some Ass Inside Never Talk Again, Scary And True That Song Special I Recorded With Voyce Well Like A Classified It's What I'm For To Carry Me Through Yet I Seem To Find A *every* Girl That Possesses It Only Wants A Causing Me To Forget The Shit And When They Talk They Past And Lovers And You Get Mad At The Though Of *her* Giving Ass To Yet You Find Peace With Yourself, Now Least There's Room To Ride There's Also Room For Improvement As As June Arrive
Strolling In The Park, And Watching Turn To Spring Strolling In The Park, And Winter Turn To Spring Strolling In The Park, And Watching Turn To Spring