Warm Weather
Where my East Coast people at?
Where my Midwest people at?
I know y'all gon' feel me on this one
And if not that's cool, 'cause I'm gon' feel me on this one
I spy wit' my good eye on the calendar
Another winter season on the cusp
Creepin' up wit' its challenges
The temp drops and the snow falls
When you speak you see fog
Get the shovel, don't forget the salt
So as you walk you don't fall
Winter time is sinner time
I'm up at bat like Pujols
Need a chick for cuffing season
So I gotta go pull hoes
Snow bunnies on my line
Umar on my neck
When you C-O-O-L
What the fuck a brotha expect
Pullin' up like a young Morris
Gotta let a hoe know the time
Finna knock a couple hoes down
But I ain't on the ultrasound
Shield of choice is a Trojan horse
Doin' just like my Pops say
Wrapped up like a mixtape
So she ain't takin' me to court
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Hol' up, Buu E. pullin' up to Florida
Then I'm stopping through Georgia
Then I'm out to California
Next I'm hittin' Nevada
Then I'm hittin' Arizona
Special trip to Colorado
Then I'm trying New Mexico
Screw around in Texas, play Gap Band in Tulsa
Diddy Bop in Little Rock
Get a Hot Girl in Louisiana
Then I'm coming through Mississippi
Then I'm coming Memphis Tennessee
Gotta stop through Alabama 'fore I hit Virginia and the Carolinas
'Fore I head back to the mitten, I'll be reminiscin' in Sumter
Ain't been since my great granddad passed, its been many summers
Sumn 'bout going to the source, its a strange feeling I can't explain
Maybe 'cause a nigga meant for warmth
And the cold weather drive me deranged
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Where my Midwest people at?
I know y'all gon' feel me on this one
And if not that's cool, 'cause I'm gon' feel me on this one
I spy wit' my good eye on the calendar
Another winter season on the cusp
Creepin' up wit' its challenges
The temp drops and the snow falls
When you speak you see fog
Get the shovel, don't forget the salt
So as you walk you don't fall
Winter time is sinner time
I'm up at bat like Pujols
Need a chick for cuffing season
So I gotta go pull hoes
Snow bunnies on my line
Umar on my neck
When you C-O-O-L
What the fuck a brotha expect
Pullin' up like a young Morris
Gotta let a hoe know the time
Finna knock a couple hoes down
But I ain't on the ultrasound
Shield of choice is a Trojan horse
Doin' just like my Pops say
Wrapped up like a mixtape
So she ain't takin' me to court
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Hol' up, Buu E. pullin' up to Florida
Then I'm stopping through Georgia
Then I'm out to California
Next I'm hittin' Nevada
Then I'm hittin' Arizona
Special trip to Colorado
Then I'm trying New Mexico
Screw around in Texas, play Gap Band in Tulsa
Diddy Bop in Little Rock
Get a Hot Girl in Louisiana
Then I'm coming through Mississippi
Then I'm coming Memphis Tennessee
Gotta stop through Alabama 'fore I hit Virginia and the Carolinas
'Fore I head back to the mitten, I'll be reminiscin' in Sumter
Ain't been since my great granddad passed, its been many summers
Sumn 'bout going to the source, its a strange feeling I can't explain
Maybe 'cause a nigga meant for warmth
And the cold weather drive me deranged
Lemme get to the warm weather
Getting tired of the winter time
Where you need a coat and a warm sweater
All my life its been this, snow and niggas don't go together
Lemme pack up my shit, so I can get to the warm weather
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Gerald Jewell, Donte Moore Jr
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