Winter Blues Lyrics
| Song | Winter Blues |
| Artist | JJ DOOM |
| Album | Key To The Kuffs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Melanin on melanin | |
| Your dude need to recharge off your velvet skin | |
| Make 'em feel like, like twelve again | |
| Soon as you give the green light | |
| I'm delvin' in | |
| Learn to balance, it's real tricky | |
| Like The Incredible | |
| Hulk turned back to | |
| Bill Bixby | |
| **** masturbating, | |
| I'd rather wait than | |
| Keep enough of that good stuff for the trading in | |
| Each and every day making cash with | |
| SatanCan't eat can't sleep, it's exasperatin' | |
| All he needs is one warm hug to keep from turning off | |
| I'm sure you could use a boost | |
| Left the hooptie parked in hood with the screws loose | |
| Bust the coupé out the driveway, stash house | |
| Scooped you up, hit the highway and mash out | |
| Matte-black like melanin on melanin | |
| Of course the butter soft, black leather trim, set of rims | |
| Let 'er purr, not a scratch on it | |
| Spin it back to the garage and put a latch on it | |
| I need a handful of melanin | |
| Feelin' like the lambswool beard on your tender skin | |
| It might give you a shock initially | |
| As we reconnect up the flow, electricity | |
| The phenomenal melanin bio-polymer | |
| Follow with a glass a, | |
| I could swallow her | |
| Eat 'er up like a | |
| SnackWell® | |
| We could live forever like | |
| Henrietta | |
| Lacks cells | |
| Ask me where the hell | |
| I been soon as | |
| I felt her skin | |
| Holdin' hands, feet in the sand-- grounded | |
| Starin' in them pretty brown eyes-- astounded | |
| If you let me pound it we could go for hours | |
| And then again in the shower | |
| Left her leg tremblin'-- recharged the melanin |
| Melanin on melanin | |
| Your dude need to recharge off your velvet skin | |
| Make ' em feel like, like twelve again | |
| Soon as you give the green light | |
| I' m delvin' in | |
| Learn to balance, it' s real tricky | |
| Like The Incredible | |
| Hulk turned back to | |
| Bill Bixby | |
| masturbating, | |
| I' d rather wait than | |
| Keep enough of that good stuff for the trading in | |
| Each and every day making cash with | |
| SatanCan' t eat can' t sleep, it' s exasperatin' | |
| All he needs is one warm hug to keep from turning off | |
| I' m sure you could use a boost | |
| Left the hooptie parked in hood with the screws loose | |
| Bust the coupe out the driveway, stash house | |
| Scooped you up, hit the highway and mash out | |
| Matteblack like melanin on melanin | |
| Of course the butter soft, black leather trim, set of rims | |
| Let ' er purr, not a scratch on it | |
| Spin it back to the garage and put a latch on it | |
| I need a handful of melanin | |
| Feelin' like the lambswool beard on your tender skin | |
| It might give you a shock initially | |
| As we reconnect up the flow, electricity | |
| The phenomenal melanin biopolymer | |
| Follow with a glass a, | |
| I could swallow her | |
| Eat ' er up like a | |
| SnackWell | |
| We could live forever like | |
| Henrietta | |
| Lacks cells | |
| Ask me where the hell | |
| I been soon as | |
| I felt her skin | |
| Holdin' hands, feet in the sand grounded | |
| Starin' in them pretty brown eyes astounded | |
| If you let me pound it we could go for hours | |
| And then again in the shower | |
| Left her leg tremblin' recharged the melanin |
| Melanin on melanin | |
| Your dude need to recharge off your velvet skin | |
| Make ' em feel like, like twelve again | |
| Soon as you give the green light | |
| I' m delvin' in | |
| Learn to balance, it' s real tricky | |
| Like The Incredible | |
| Hulk turned back to | |
| Bill Bixby | |
| masturbating, | |
| I' d rather wait than | |
| Keep enough of that good stuff for the trading in | |
| Each and every day making cash with | |
| SatanCan' t eat can' t sleep, it' s exasperatin' | |
| All he needs is one warm hug to keep from turning off | |
| I' m sure you could use a boost | |
| Left the hooptie parked in hood with the screws loose | |
| Bust the coupé out the driveway, stash house | |
| Scooped you up, hit the highway and mash out | |
| Matteblack like melanin on melanin | |
| Of course the butter soft, black leather trim, set of rims | |
| Let ' er purr, not a scratch on it | |
| Spin it back to the garage and put a latch on it | |
| I need a handful of melanin | |
| Feelin' like the lambswool beard on your tender skin | |
| It might give you a shock initially | |
| As we reconnect up the flow, electricity | |
| The phenomenal melanin biopolymer | |
| Follow with a glass a, | |
| I could swallow her | |
| Eat ' er up like a | |
| SnackWell | |
| We could live forever like | |
| Henrietta | |
| Lacks cells | |
| Ask me where the hell | |
| I been soon as | |
| I felt her skin | |
| Holdin' hands, feet in the sand grounded | |
| Starin' in them pretty brown eyes astounded | |
| If you let me pound it we could go for hours | |
| And then again in the shower | |
| Left her leg tremblin' recharged the melanin |
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