now I know I never had your heart Girl, I got this crazy feeling You know I never stopped believing You turned all my loneliness to truth Baby don't you break this feeling
Traduction: Snow. Sentiment fou.
I know I never had your heart CHORUS Girl I got this crazy feeling You know I never stopped believing You turned all my lonliness to truth Baby don't you break this feeling
so hard, to get where I am, tell me why I feel this way? Cause everywhere I go, people don't know, that I'm about to go crazy I pushed so hard, like everyday
history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul? hahaha The rap game will fuck you up [Swifty McVay] I'ma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
It must have been the mistletoe The lazy fire, the falling snow The magic in the frosty air That feeling everywhere It must have been the pretty lights
he's dope, right America's next great white hope, right so now they feel like they gotta come up with some corny ass white rapper show, right and which I'm still havin' mixed feelings
the fuck are you doing Your running over the snow blower with the lawn mower blowing your bagpipes from baghdad Bagpipes from baghdad When will it ever cease For pete sakes he crazy
sad, cause he's dope, right? - America's next great white hope, right? So now they feel like they gotta come up with some corny-ass white rapper show, right? And which I'm still havin' mixed feelings
name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
And your southern hospitality These neon lights drive me crazy I wanna lay next to you and be lazy Where the sweet magnolia blossoms In the early morning Georgia air Tonight it looks like snow
to death on 'em We throwin' money on 'em Stay fly, 25s when we ride on 'em Alligator suede, custom with the shades Make it snow in the club, bitches
I like the change of seasons better (knock on wood) I love the feel of rain upon my face (for hollywood) (hollywood) No and I don't care if the snow comes
lambo's get the bitches (mo-hoes) stove make the cookies (o's-o's) hurtin these suckas feelings (ouch-ouch) yo yo yo come check this crazy flow i
