The Weather 85

I've done kept us outside lookin' at the view like there's nothin' to do, it's gettin colder than it was supposed to
Me, you, and a couple loose screws, screwin' em back to place
Lookin' for where they were supposed to
Be smokin' that good, that's mood
Her fine ass, that's good, that's food I can't stall this time, I'm late
Bet I make it back home, start fuckin' up the plate
I be on some other shit, all tuned in
Seat heater on, cause you just flew in
Titties pokin' out the shirt, that's a win
Know we just fucked, but we fuckin' again
I was just high, now I'm gon' get higher
She was just fly, now she gon' get flyer
Flyer than a paper plane, thrown off the moon
Landed on a star, damn, now the star started
movin'
We can make a movie, I move you and you move me
That's that good, that wet, that lluvia
When I slow down and I go right through ya
Vibes and the motion, sounds of the ocean
No towel with the lotion, weed with the potent
I was just hopin' that you can just open
Vibes with the motion, feelin' like I'm floatin
Goin' away, I'm not from here
I really came for her after this, I'll disappear
Flyin' away, I'm not from here
I really came with her after this, I'll disappear
Like, whoa

I was just high, I was just high
I was just fly, I was just fly
Should've came by, should've came by
I wanna get by, I wanna get by
I wanna get right, wanna get right
That body look good, that body look tight
Smokin' tonight, smokin' tonight
Muthafuck the ground, we finna take flight
I don't think twice, I don't think twice
If you're scared, go to church, shit ain't nothing nice
What about the law, that's cool, right
Shit, I don't know bout y'all since they got me twice
I only came to vibe, only came to vibe
Talkin' too much, we gotta draw the line
And you cut ties, yeah, I know your type
Tequila with no soda, just a little lime
It could never be perfect, but this shit is mine
The weather 85, the weather 85
Gotta feel the vibe, gotta feel the vibe
All we do is fuck, all we do is climb
You were doing good and you got advice
They were smokin' ice, they was tryna fight
Might've swung a knife, might've swung a knife
Sex in the pussy, now I feel alright, yeah



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Writer(s): Arturo Vazquez
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