Prayin for a snow day, a lay at home day. drinkin hot cocoa, bumpin some old Drake. like "come winter" and hope it comes we do! pimpin season is over i jus wanna lay here with you. we know its not that serious, talkin from experience. this thing'll probably last a couple months, maybe a few. But im down to make it somethin unforgettable incredible typa winter u throw up on a pedastool. Till just after Valentines, hear the last romantic chimes. and pimpin seasons back on, then you cant be mine, and neither of us would mind. at least, I hope to find.