Who's Los - Sundress Season (feat. Dizzy Rae)

It's sundress season
poke it out cause you don't need a reason baby
You got me feening
you gon' make me turn into a heathen baby
It's hot but I'm so cold (cold)
Wrist cold (cold)
Everything cold (cold)
I don't waste time, I keep her on go
Bout that time so I finna get going
Uh
Just know I need it on go
Hall of Fame game
Girl you fucking with a pro
Your last did it fast
Girl I like to take it slow
Leave that lame in the past and come fuck with a high
Roll-er
Flow cold like Nova Scotia
You don't know who Los is
Girl let me show ya
Fuck what they told ya
Come get a double dose of all the shit that you wish that they had
And that can speed up the closure
I just want you closer
Girl you so fine
Wanna pin you on a poster
Double your exposure
Run it up (run it up)
Yeah
I can be your Stedman to Oprah
Having these people checking their seats thinking they won the prize
(You get a prize)
From your back to your waist
Make that ass look boneless
Let me hold it
Let me focus
Let me get back to moment cuz
Sheesh
Let's Go
It's sundress season
poke it out cause you don't need a reason baby (you don't need no reason baby)
You got me feening
you gon' make me turn into a heathen baby (turn into a demon baby)
It's hot but I'm so cold (I'm so cold)
Wrist cold (cold)
Everything cold (Everything cold)
I don't waste time, I keep her on go (uh-huh)
Bout that time so I finna get going (let's go)

Written by:
Carlos Hood, Delante Butler

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