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WUTUP SNOW? FEAT. BLAQUE KEYZ
Jon Bellion


Her body is cold
The conversation is cocaine
I'll call her snow
Her body is cold
The conversation is cocaine
I'll call her snow

Yeah, wutup to snow
She always keep it funky like afros
A little bit of panic
Cause my hearts Titanic like oh he so DiCaprio

She knows more than me about Dragon Ball Z
How cold is that? How cold is that?
She's so Andre to me, she's 3000 degrees
How cold is that? how cold is that?
I'm making music in a blue room
She walks in, in black lingerie
And she likes Italian white kids
So when we hit the bedroom
We turning Fifty Shades of Grey
Nickname stuck now she won't let it go
So now I'm undercovers, screaming let it snow!
No we rubbing noses like we Eskimos
Beautiful mind, you already know

Her body is cold
The conversation is cocaine
I'll call her snow
Her body is cold
The conversation is cocaine
I'll call her snow

Yeah, wutup to snow
She always keep it funky like afros
A little bit of panic
Cause my hearts Titanic like oh he so DiCaprio

Say Hello to the woman frozen like pose in a tundra
I wonder if I propose will she open up like umbrellas
Or will she close, I would hope that you were in the no
Cause that dress is wrapping around her like packets on bags of blow
She so classic, I never pass it, so passionate, making racket
When raggin', grabbin' her toes, a total package and all
Never get in her face about movin' in steady paces
Throw those other broads away, just so he waist don't go to waist
I'm the detective on this case, but I've defected on this record
Investigating a case and pursuing her in a chase
I might ruin her when I'm through with her, but only she would know
If I broke her heart in to pieces and dropped it when it was frozen
And I'm a snow man, we hold hands, I melt when she gets close
Grabbin' my carrot, I'm an addict, for this habit, I have chosen
As the weathers getting warmer and the seasson is done
I'm a make sure to keep you on the tip of my tongue

I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
She's so cold
Ba-bada-ba
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow
I'll call her snow

JON BELLION

Strictly a producer at age 14, Bellion became increasingly fed up with being asked for generic records. After literally giving singing and rapping "a shot" out of frustration, the now 25 year old Bellion has developed an incredibly unique lane untouched by anyone. His obsession with moving forward and experimentation has driven him to create "solid and refreshing tunes", and in the words of Jon himself "that's all that really matters"

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