Reis Armstrong - Nola Darling (feat. Margherita Garavaglia)

So I met her in the summer
It was a bummer lowkey
I was down to stay
But you would blow with the breeze
Damn you brought me to my knees
We enjoyed the blow, and not the breeze
The snow, you had the keys
In ya pocket, tears in my left socket
And ya skirt, loved how you use to rock it
I can still hear ya friends blocking
Quiet as kept they be really jocking
Back on my steps we was lip locking
Middle of summer, heat in triple numbers
Back in New Orleans thought I was a stunner
Had a 2-door coupe with a sunroof
The city was wild so it was bullet proof
Said if we had a child we would name it Al
For short
I see your light from the front porch
Of course
I saw light on your face
And I go blind dare I say
I saw light on your face
And I go blind dare I say
Summer summer summertime
You are always on my mind
Summer summer summertime
Wish that I could press rewind
So we met back in June
When the summer bloomed
And I lowkey regret
I moved away to school in august
When I snuck you in my room we was overcautious
Every time you rolled a blunt it kinda made me nauseous
But I never told you
Cause I just wanna hold you
And you know I got some trauma
I was scared to show you
How I feel, taking off ya heels
Taking me a pill
Ooouu you give me chills
Quiet as kept you was my first love
All due respect you fit me like a glove
Middle of summer, heat in trouble numbers
Back in New Orleans, thought I was a stunner
Had a job down town working at The Crown
Coulda been on the block but its not my style
Said if we had a child we would call him Al
For Alejandro, tu luz esta brillando, te amo
I saw light on your face
And I go blind dare I say
I saw light on your face
And I go blind dare I say
Summer summer summertime
You are always on my mind
Summer summer summertime
Wish that I could press rewind
That Summer in New Orleans
Was very important
Chilling by the lake
Listening to drake
You would order some crawfish
I still love you regardless
Sipping on daiquiris
Good memories actually
Kicking it up Uptown
Together til sundown
Take you back to the 9th ward
Hit me up when you get bored
We can go to a 2nd line
Sneak in ya room for a 2nd time
It's really gonna be a bummer
When its the end of the summer

Written by:
Reis Armstrong

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