Testo Overheat

Yeah, summer heat
My back sticks to the seat, thirty degrees
And I'm stuck in the traffic
While I, make it to, the end of my street
Therefore my car starts, spinning and stallin'
And I, get out, out of my seat
I stand up and get second-degree burns on my feet
Well I sip through my drink and think I'm 'bout to over-overheat
Oh, and I, I take my time in the race
Oh, and I, I take my time in the race

Well the sun's in my face
And to tell you the truth
I think we'll make it, make it through
Then the smoke fills my еyes
I can hear all the criеs, pouring from the backseat
Ringing out loud and true
I check beneath the goods
I'm not misconstrued
Then we're all good
Then I put my foot, my foot to the ground
Yeah we're moving, yeah we're laughing We'll make it to your place tonight

I take my time in the race
Oh, and I, I take my time in the race
Yeah, I, I take my time in the race
Oh, and I, I take my time in the race

Yeah, summer heat
It's thirty degrees, stuck to the seat
And I'm holding up traffic, summer heat
It's thirty five degrees, stuck to the seat
Now I'm stuck in the traffic, summer heat
It's thirty nine degrees, stuck to the seat
And I'm holding up traffic, summer heat
It's forty degrees, stuck to the seat
And now I'll overheat, yeah summer heat
It's forty five degrees, stuck to the seat
And now I'll overheat, yeah summer heat
It's forty nine degrees, stuck to the seat
And now I'll overheat