Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heatwave, artist - Mereba. Album song The Jungle Is The Only Way Out, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 26.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Heatwave |
| You better run, run, run like a demon chasin' you |
| Run, run 'til your face is blue |
| Run, run |
| Run, run |
| You better run, run, run like a demon chasin' you |
| Run, run 'til your face is blue |
| Run, run |
| For your momma’s sake |
| Run, run |
| Long Summer, long Summer, long Summer |
| Long Summer, it’s gon' be a heatwave |
| A long Summer |
| Hot Summer, our Winter’s like Summer (Yeah yeah) |
| Long Summer, long Summer, long Summer |
| Long Summer, it’s gon' be a heatwave |
| A long Summer |
| In our Winter, they killin' niggas |
| See it as you see it in your skin boy (Yeah) |
| And they clips got the chips boy (Yeah) |
| They got that heat on they hip, yeah (Yeah) |
| And they can’t wait to let it rip boy (Yeah) |
| Okay, I ain’t tryna die on this beautiful day |
| I couldn’t stand the thought of not seeing your beautiful face |
| So I’ma run like, I’ve been running the streets right |
| I mean, run like I just missed the streetlights |
| I fall flat like I’m trying out for track |
| 'Cause they beat a nigga blue just for loving that he black |
| My advice is, run like Obama 'fore they catch you like Osama |
| Better, run like a nose 'fore they catch you like a cold |
| He got that heater on his hip, yeah |
| And he evil so he might just let it rip, yeah |
| And I know how to hold nobody shit, yeah |
| So why the fuck the cop is on my dick? |
| Yeah, be clear |
| It’s gon' be a long, long summer |
| Tomorrow’s never promised and I sometimes really wonder |
| When they tell me «keep the peace» do they mean click-clack? |
| I know we’re looking forward but I gotta watch my back |
| Run, oh woah |
| Run, run |
| You, you, you better run |
| Run, ooh |
| Long Summer, long Summer, long Summer |
| Long Summer, it’s gon' be a heatwave |
| A long Summer (You better, run, run, run, run, oh) |
| Hot Summer, our Winter’s like Summer (Yeah yeah) |
| Long Summer, long Summer, long Summer (Oh, make it home 'fore you momma, ooh) |
| Long Summer, it’s gon' be a heatwave |
| A long Summer |
| In our Winter, they killin' niggas |
| He got that heater on his hip |
| Clip that’s what this is |
| He don’t shoot to miss, click-clack, click-click |
| Got that heater on his hip |
| Clip that’s what this is |
| He don’t shoot to miss, click, clack |
| He got that heater on his hip |
| Clip that’s what this is |
| We don’t shoot to miss, click-clack, click-click |
| Got that heater on his hip |
| Who gonna be crying? |
| Your momma or mine? |
| Your momma or mine? |
| See it as you see it in your skin boy |
| And they clips got the chips boy |
| They got that heat on they hip, yeah |
| And they can’t wait to let it rip boy |