spring

Spring
She won't let me do my thing
Girl, I know it's a bummer
I guess we'll have to wait until summer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She said, "You know the world could be yours"
Well, I want it all and some more
They sleep on me 'til they snore
And they know that bothers me to my core

Did I, did I make a couple bands?
How can I turn that to a hunnid bands?
Tryna run it up like how you do the runnin' man
They don't know I always got the upper hand
Baby, spring's runnin' out of time now
I was tryna make you mine now
Flip a quarter and it turned into a dime now
I'll fall in love with you again in the summertime now

Spring, spring
She won't let me do my thing, do my thing
Girl, I know it's a bummer
I guess we'll have to wait until summer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She said, "You know the world could be yours"
Well, I want it all and some more
They sleep on me 'til they snore
And they know that bothers me to my core



Credits
Writer(s): James Cone
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