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I'll follow you, wherever you go
Stay close to you, 'cause darling you're my home

Frozen to the bone
There's darkness in your soul
Your cold, cold heart, yeah
Cold, cold heart, yeah

Haunt me like a ghost
That won't leave me alone
Your cold, cold heart, yeah
Cold, cold heart, yeah

Are we in the Arctic?
'Cause babe, you're freezin'
Cupid shot an arrow
But
That bitch was breezin'
By, away,
Far from this place
But we can take it slow
'Cause our love ain't a race

20 years by, and the weather's brutal
Straight out of college so, I'm living frugal
Facing insecurity, it's hard to see
But girl it's better that you know, you bring out the best in me

I'll follow you, wherever you go
Stay close to you, 'cause darling you're my home

Frozen to the bone
There's darkness in your soul
Your cold, cold heart, yeah
Cold, cold heart, yeah

Now, what does it mean to be Ritch?
Philosophers debate this, but the quintessential factor is being so fucking kick-ass at everything

Girl is that your boyfriend?
Man that's kinda twisted
But twisted's perfect fine with me
And if you insist it
Bitch I got your number
Bitch don't fall to slumber
Bitch I got my lumber
Bitch I'm bring the thunder

40 years more, and, you already know it
Hop inside my Prius and, get ready to floor it
Reaper want to take my cut? Bitch I'm immortality
Length and circumference? I got personality

I'll follow you, wherever you go
Stay close to you, 'cause darling you're my home

Frozen to the bone
There's darkness in your soul
Your cold, cold heart, yeah
Cold, cold heart, yeah

I'm the eutectic of an iron-carbon diagram
So fucking hot that I melt yo bitches diaphragm
Hunnids in my fat wallet hunnids on my midterms
Hunnids on yo fat bitch hunnids on my inchworm

Pull so many bitches that I think I'm gonna lose track
Yo bitch just called she want me come over to blow out her back
Ritch be making moves, eat a salad not a big mac
But I'll make a detour cuz yo momma got that big rack

They say follow passion
Yo bitch is named passion
I make the connection
And she change her direction

Towards me, you know, I wish i felt sorry,
But i tell in her eyes, her look is all starry

Bitchless, is you,
While I'm lookin' kinda cool
Got yo momma in my pocket
I'm like SpaceX in a rocket

I be flying to the moon
While you rot in your cocoon
And I'm flying to Cancun
You be sleeping in 'til noon

You complain about the grind
You not in the state of mind
You wanna think you're saucy
When you looking like Bill Cosby

You skip leg day every day
Think that things should go your way
Get a better mindset
While I go get your bitch wet

Redirecting bitches so they call me misdirection
Contents of my wallet are worth more than your profession
Leave yo momma home with me but at your own discretion
When I see a cute guy, I get an

Yo, chill the f*ck out

I'll follow you, wherever you go
Stay close to you, 'cause darling you're my home

Frozen to the bone
There's darkness in your soul
Your cold, cold heart, yeah
Cold, cold heart, yeah

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