spring and all its storms I think the summer?s far too warm Just give me autumn and a mild winter I?m talking sweater weather, I long for sweater weather
And baby please just don't get hurt And if you feel alone then here take my shirt He said forever girl I know you hate the weather girl So maybe you should hold onto my sweater
in the South, sleep good in the West Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad Boy' tatted on her breast I done been there and did it Ten years without gettin' sweat
you coz my life has gotten a lot better Got heart but I didnt sweat it coz I know you'll be there for me no matter the weather I just wanna say thanks
of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my fucking sweater
love Gotta lotta love I got a lotta love 'cuz you're all my brothers Red or blue, black's the color We got a chance, so we can really sweat the real
To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself With you I'll sweat
need 'em Take your space and take your reasons But you'll think of me And take your cat and leave my sweater 'Cause we have nothing left to weather
do the roc away Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Now we livin' better now, Gucci sweater now And that G4 could fly through, any weather
a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi sweaters What's up? Whatever sable fur to lamb leather I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather And
glide And go straight to the mall and turn out the inside Prowler Gucci full length leather Bourbons cooler, Coogi sweater Twenty inches pop my feather The Birdman daddy, I fly in any weather
club, and all them girls find a pole Tell your girl to tell her friend that it's time to go Tell me today's weather I know they say they good but trust
block for the fame and the glory I was hoping to Jamrock's like Damien Marley Ayo, I'm living better, second letter with a set of wings Butter leather, hoody sweater
I'm Berry Gordy wit the powder No retreat , No surrender I'm at the juice bar, Armageddon's in the blender [NAH!] Getting' ready for the Winter Sweat-suit weather
I mean, my whole team 'bout to smash the streets The Phillip Lim remind them that it's Fashion Week And the weather wasn't barely hot Did I mention that the sweater
flame grows higher So I will weather the storm! What do I care how much it may storm? I've got my love to keep me warm Out with the fire off with the sweater
can fall these wounds can heal They'll never take our native soil And if we sell that new John Deere Then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears