Yeah, This Dedicated To Man The Whole Up A Lot Of Don't Realize How Cold It Gets During The Winter But Listen...
I Met This New Girl Late Or Early July I Called Her A Of Times But She Barely Replied Now It's December, I'm Driving, And She's Where's My Hi? I Swear, That I Never Called You Cause I Get Shy See That Was A Segue, I The Matter Is What Happens After The Season The Leaves Just Scatter Where The Laces Get Tighter And Parka Hoods Flip Up Drugs Dealers And They Parka Hoods Slip Up Where Girls Become From Summer's Caught Ho'in The Cars Come Out, The Summer Cars Go In And Some Places Is Breezy, And Some It Snow-Ing And If You Planning Family Vacations You Better Know But Some Mothers Scared To They Daughters Out The City She Get A Sweater That She Bought Her Out Of Pity Cause Mom Stays Up Late, She Seen Them Where College Students Pouring Water On Their Titties!
Yeah Man, It's A Thing Going Through The Winter Up Here Man A Lot Of Y'know, Wanna Get Close. You Might Think They The One But Just Wait, Nah Mean, Take It
Forgot To Mention, This That Never Gets To The Beach She Lives Just West Of My Street, And So We 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 Throws Her Bag In The Back, And Starts Adjusting The She's Bold But I Roll With It, I'm 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 The Beat I Love It When Sings And The Chorus Is Good, A Couple Things In The Song That I Suggest You Repeat" Off This I'm Kinda *aback* For A Second, I Get Her Number She Me To Call Her After This Session And So I Do, And It's Kind Of Awkward, The Hard To Scratch Until We End Up Sexin And Now My Heart I'm Thinkin Off I Should've More Southern And Realizing All That She Wanted Was That Lovin And Ho!
Yeah, Uh, I Ya'll I Had A Story For You Right Uh, Ya Man, What It Is
And Now, I'm Proud To Have Her Montreal To The Frizzench She Love To Play Like Carter Did On The Bizzench But, My Boy Say I'm Actin Different, Because I Lay And I Still I Rush To Pick Her Up From And Fizzench She Tellin Imma Hold Here Down Tell Everyone I'm The Prince Up In Cold Clear Town And Stupid Me I Just To Her, Instead Of If This Is Really Gon' Last Me The Whole Year Round But Then Spring Shows Up, And It's In This Bitch The Weather Starts To Resemble The Holidays She We Were Together It Seeming Like Way Back When Ball Hop On The Plane And Make It Way Back In See She Used To Play Piana, And Now She Never For Santa Instead Of For Marriage, She Saving For Carrabanna And A Shame, She Had Me Convinced That She Could've Been A Dime I Guess, I Another One To The Wintertime
I Miss You, Most Of Aaaallll, Myy (Gimme A To Gather My Thoughts)
In The Park 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 Winter Turn To Spring (I'm Still Standing On Two Feet, After This Tragic Loss) (Man, But I Got Something To Else To Ya Baby)
I Remember Them Pms, Breakfast And The Wake Up Now Drake's We Waiting On The Breakup So We Can Get Back To Cognac Nights With Dress Codes And Light Skinned That Won't Act Right And I Laugh Cause My Lifestyle Was Quite Wild The Winter Came And Blew His Cold Air Back Then Light And A Couple Drinks Might Get Her, By The End Of The I Would Know *Their* Crew And We'd Assembled A Trio, A New Scene 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 Summer Is It's A Two Man Operation Granted The Fact We One Man Short Got Love For Him He Can Watch New Man Stop A Nation Handin' Them Crack Is A One Man Sport Instead Of Dress-Up, I Walk In Sweat Pants And Clinkin' I Find A Girl We Dance And Calm Drinkin' The Face, The Breast, The Bras, The I'm Still Solo And A Long Draws To A Close It's A Fact, If She Come To The Crib And I Get Some Ass Inside We'll Never Talk Again, Scary And That Song Special I With Voyce Well It's Like A Classified It's I'm Lookin For To Carry Me Through Yet I Can't Seem To Find A *every* Girl That It Only Wants A Friendship Causing Me To The Shit And When Talk About They Past And Lovers And You Get Mad At The Though Of *her* Ass To Others Yet You Peace With Yourself, Now Least There's Some Room To Ride There's Room For Improvement As Soon As June Arrive
Strolling In The Park, And Winter Turn To Spring Strolling In The Park, And Winter Turn To Spring Strolling In The Park, And Winter Turn To Spring