"Snow In ATL" lyrics

"Snow In ATL"

Haus
That nigga nice

It's cold outside, won't you come in? (yeah)
I'll keep you warm (warm)
Got enough space to accommodate your wishes, baby
I'm tellin' you it's cold outside, baby come on in
I'll save you from the storm
I got gifts for you, baby
Here to show that I missed you, baby (uh)

You're like snow in Atlanta
So special to me
Used to be once in a lifetime
Now it's every year with me
They say seasons change
Long as you don't change on me
I'll give you what you need
Baby, believe in me

Your love's like a snow day (yeah)
It ain't like the old days (nah)
I can't fuck 'cause you know wait (for real)
Remember the times we used to play, "Let It Snow", "Let It Snow", babe?
Outside, in the cold, at your old place
Talkin' mistletoes and snowflakes, oh

You're like snow in Atlanta (Atlanta)
So special to me (to me)
Used to be once in a lifetime (in a lifetime)
Now it's every year with me
They say seasons change (change)
Long as you don't change on me (on me)
I'll give you what you need (I'll give you what you need)
Baby, believe in me (in me)

Oh, no way
Mm, oh yeah
Rich Gang
Rich Girl


Writer(s): Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax, Denzel Mbeng Ayuk-okata
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