Video its cuffing season sza lyrics

(Winter has arrived y’all)(Temperature is dropping)(And you know what that means)(It’s cuffing season)(That time of year when we find a man to keep us warm)(Through these cold months)(But not just any man will do)(That’s right)(We out here looking for some big boys)

It’s cuffing seasonAnd now we’ve got a reason to get a big boyI need a big boyGive me a big boy

It’s cuffing seasonAnd all the girls are leaving to get a big boyI need a big boyI want a big boy

I need a big boy with polar bear armsKeeps me warm in the winter snow stormWhen the chill is biting but his jackets are unzippedHe bring in my groceries in just one trip

Till the Sun comes back I need a big boy hottieMakes his own heat with his big boy bodyFor the next three months, skinny boys is deadForget a six-pack, I need the whole damn keg

Big boy, with a big ol’ backA California king, refrigerator stackedWith steaks on steaks on steaks on steaks on steaksButter, bacon, cheese and lasagna in the tray

Need an enormous man, with an enormous standFeeds me snacks with his enormous handsAnd I hope he asks me to be his winter wife’Cause messing with a big boy will change your life

It’s cuffing seasonAnd all the girls be needingI need a big boyI want a big boyGive me a big boy

I need a big boy body like a bouncerBig mouth breather and legs like a monsterGet in the bed and he gonna do me rightAnd when we all done, he gonna snore all nightAnd then he stops

Anything I need, my big boy got itIf I need a snack he got Snickers in his pocketBig warm hoodie, yeah, you know I’m gonna rock itAnd if we gon’ travel you know he gon’ put me inFirst class ’cause he don’t fit in the back

Hey, big boysGo big boysHey, big boysI like ’em big boys

I been mannin’ up the whole yearTaking care of kids and wifeI mow the lawn, take out the trashYou don’t think that I be tired?All I do is work and stressAnd I could use a big boy so I could just relaxHe need to have them love-handles in the front and in the backAnd, yes, I want’em three layers like McDonald’s Big MacsBut if we talkin’ girlsYo, I like my women big and it don’t matter what the seasonLike ’em thick all year, yeah, yeah

It’s cuffing seasonAnd now we’ve got a reason to get a big boyI want a big boyGive me a big, big, big boy

(Big, big, big boys)

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