Thought spring was coming
Here’s another cold snap
Waiting for the flowers blooming
But I gotta hold back
I told her to bring the heat
She says she loves the cold
Iced out, arctic
Dancing, winter storm
I ain’t boutta wait
‘Cause her lungs don’t recover
Every time she flake
You betta bet she trouble
I’m tired of the games
She’s gatekeeping the summer
She thinks she’s gonna play
I’m bringing the thunder
Bust out the heavyweights
I busted my shoulder
She laugh cause she think I’m cute
But I could’a thrown her
She sayin’ she out of breath
But that don’t stop her hips from moving
Her face is red, dripping sweat
Which one of us is the cute thing
I ain’t boutta wait
‘Cause her lungs don’t recover
Every time she flake
You betta bet she trouble
I’m tired of the games
She’s gatekeeping the summer
She thinks she’s gonna play
I’m bringing the thunder
Body warmer than Sahara
Blame it on the workout
She said to turn the fan on
But I’mma be my own wind
Girl, you’re asking for a
Summer thunderstorm
I ain’t boutta wait
‘Cause her lungs don’t recover
Every time she flake
You betta bet she trouble
I’m tired of the games
She’s gatekeeping the summer
She thinks she’s gonna play
I’m bringing the thunder
I ain’t boutta wait
‘Cause her lungs don’t recover
Every time she flake
You betta bet she trouble
I’m tired of the games
She’s gatekeeping the summer
She thinks she’s gonna play
I’m bringing the thunder

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