Warn your warmth to turn away
Here it`s December, everyday
Press your lips to the sculptures
And surely you`ll stay (Love like winter?)
For of sugar and ice I am made, I am made
It`s in the blood, it`s in the blo
Fussin and fightin we back at it again
i know that its my fault you dont understand
(noo) i got memories..this is crazy..you aint
nuthin like the girl i used to know
good wit ma good wit pa cool wit all my niggas
i shou
