SUMMER TIME SNOW

Let me put you in yo place girl
I be gripping on yo waist girl
She's yelling out daddy don't take it out
I'm going deep now she's moaning out loud
Look at your body baby
From the bottom to the waist up
I know you might call me crazy
Ain't no lie I want a taste of ya

She say that she knows she'll be alright
But that's when it snows in the summer time
All these brand new queens on my phone line
She keep telling all her friends I ain't do her right
Flew back to the city
Shawty she was sipping on the remy
Told her I ain't tryna taste that henny
I be drinking on yo waters got me tipsy
Private jet on my arrival
Yeah i got her bussin' like a rifle
She say that she proud of my survival
Take you down she got me on her speed dial

Let me put you in yo place girl
I be gripping on yo waist girl
She's yelling out daddy don't take it out
I'm going deep now she's moaning out loud
Look at your body baby
From the bottom to the waist up
I know you might call me crazy
Ain't no lie I want a taste of ya



Credits
Writer(s): Yahweh Yahweh
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link