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HOMIE SOUL lyrics : "Sweater Weather Remix"

Verse 1:
From sweater weather to summer weather I run to Heather
Sunshine, long hair, we would have such fun together

Sweater weather, get togethers, we would just kick it together
Walk into the liquor store, babydoll just get whatever
Fun together, run together, picnic basket lunch together

Walkin side by side, fitted jeans, with our hips together
Tryna keep calm, keep warm, fingertips together
And I'm feelin like my wit, is clever as ever

Lean thighs, teeth all minty white, and those green eyes
Don't wanna lose her communicate what you mean by?
Navigate these waters like a dorsal fin

Before she sink my courtship
Best buddy about to get a divorce and %#@!
Breakups happen too often

And they act like it's unfortunate
Get hitched so quick they forcin it
Wanna wedding so bad pop corks and %#@!

Rationale verse lust disproportionate
They want four kids and a fortress
In four years all come closin in

Ain't nothin left but divorce and split
At least they cut with the trojans in






Chorus:x2
I really like you baby, But we gone breakup
And there's really nothin left for me to say love

Enjoy the moment baby, and all the memories
But this really aint one of those forever things



Verse 2:
Now why you actin like we're some kinda exception to the rule?

Deception is not cool, But that mid-section is cruel
Misdirection I get the cue
Don't you get it? We a mistake

I state placed next to you, you got them curves like crested butte
I'll give my best to you
But we'll be through in three to two

I gotta stay honest this is my truth from me to you
She disregard, she drop her guard
She brush it off, she put me on

We hop on top, on top my car
Good wine, cheap cups I top her off
I full court press I drop my guard

My God those eyes I got have got me lost
Have got me lost, stu, tutututu tutterin (stuttering)
It's poppin off like that Frank Sinatra other %#@!

Babydoll, will be takin off with the summer wind
Pourin, and thunderin
You know love season don't last forever

And a young man's gotta get his %#@! together
Ya, ya, she had it all
Even though, ain't no badder broad

I had to let her go
Inflict some battle scars
$#&@ the hole in my sweater got a hole in my heart

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