P64 - Three Seasons lyrics

Met her early fall, and fell in her lap man
Caught in a love trance, no typical romance
With all them words
Talking sweet in the sentence
Typical slow dance
I’m loving these slow jams

She’s got them tight pants
Dancing at a party
Getting nervous on approach
So I’m drowning down Bacardi

Found out she’s cool and we
Been hanging out a lot
Whether my place or her spot
Like Pringles we can’t stop
She’s a rare chance, like water in the desert
So anytime I’m with her
Know I give an honest effort
Like I’ve been with girls, so I know it feels
But ain’t never been with one that
Makes it feel so surreal

Came around in the winter
Now I’m getting in her
It’s not official yet
Because the pictures getting bigger
I’m like a burger, flipping
Gotta get the buns though
Or barbeque without them
Ain’t no vistor’s fun zone

Towards the future we may
See some stormy weather
Just remember what the wizard said
And rub your lips together
Like a note wishing well
Makes it all feel better
Though it didn’t answer anything
Effects get delivered

Whether real or not it makes the moment hot
So even if it’s really not
The confidence is never dropped

But on the down-low
I like when we touch toes
Laying in that bed was like
A coffin now instead it’s going bump, bump
Onto the next one

Not in line, just the next one cumming
I know you feel the rhythm
Cause you haven’t quit humming
Staying steady on the line
Keeping time as I’m drumming what?
Don’t want the funk

Well we can switch up the standards
I’m down with the country stuff
American banners
And the chips Herr’s to cash in whenever
I’m the teller in the banking line
Thanks to you I’m feeling fine

Ya, shorty getting shortly on my grind
Before you came around
I must’ve wasted all my time
But now I got a watch
So watch me as I hit the spot
Prime-time on your clock, at your door
On your block

In any area I’m with you it's hysteria
A fairy or canary
Switching words up with the spatulas
They’re all synonymous my love
For you is bottomless december rolls around
Know I got you on that gift list

Now it's springtime, cold parts are over
We’re officially together, smelling fresh
With no odors
But we’re a new team, with kinks on the seams
So I’m permanent pressing ‘em
Rinse spin while addressing ‘em

I may not be the smartest and
I may not be the best
But, I promise you I won’t rest
I’m speaking from the chest
Every second, I ain’t with you
Know I’m stressing like a test
Cause this pictures painted perfect
So I know I've been blessed