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"Wutup Snow? (feat. Blaque Keyz)" is a track by Jon Bellion, from the album Translations Through Speakers, released 20th February 2013. The track is 3:50 long. It's filed under Pop. Full lyrics are available below.
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Her body is cold The conversation is cocaine I'll call her Snow (Yeah, that's your new nickname) Her body is cold The conversation is cocaine I'll call her Snow (What up, Snow?) Yeah, what up to Snow She always keep it funky like afros A little bit of panic 'cause my heart's Titanic like, oh we so DiCaprio Yeah, what up to Snow She always keep it funky like afros A little bit of panic 'cause my heart's Titanic like, oh we so DiCaprio She knows more than me about Dragon Ball Z How cold is that? How cold is that? (Yeah, that's pretty cold son) She's so Andre to me, she's 3000 degrees How cold is that? how cold is that? (I think that she's ice cold then, right?) Yeah, 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 (Yeah, that's your new nickname) Her body is cold The conversation is cocaine I'll call her Snow (What up Snow?) Yeah, what up to Snow She always keep it funky like afros A little bit of panic 'cause my heart's Titanic like, oh we so DiCaprio Yeah, what up to Snow She always keep it funky like afros A little bit of panic 'cause my heart's Titanic like, oh we so DiCaprio Beautiful mind, yeah 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 know 'Cause that dress is wrapping around her like plastic on bags of blow She so classic, I never pass it, so passionate, making racket When raggin', grabbin' her toes, a total package of whole Never get in your face about movin' in steady paces Throw those other broads away, just so her waist don't go to waste 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 into 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 And as the weathers getting warmer and the season is done I'ma 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) 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)
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