Troy Ave – The Weatherman (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

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Troy Ave The Weatherman

With the holidays just around the corner, it seems like a better time than any for Troy Ave to kick off the campaign for another instalment in the White Christmas series. Though it isn’t entirely centred around Christmas, his fans always look forward to closing out the year with a new project from the BK rapper. However, it seems like he could very well be skipping out on the annual tradition but doesn’t trip, because he has a new project on the way.

The rapper recently unveiled his new single, “The Weatherman” off of his forthcoming project, GOD is Great Paper Straight. The rapper’s latest single dives into the melodic side, detailing the winter season as it relates to the amount of jewellery he’s rocking.

GOD is Great Paper Straight was pushed back to Nov. 25th out of respect for Young Dolph.

Troy Ave – The Weatherman (prod. Shawn Scope)

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Lyrics

I got snow
I got ice…

I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band

I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band

1/2 a million dollar bail right after arraignment
Switch all the vees
Cause them bugs ain’t nothing to play with
I jus point fuk a price
She looked in amazement
Her last nigga left the dealer with payment arrangements
My life’s out of order but papers straight
I’m crooked but my God is great
Won’t u let me take u on a date
That’s a rhetorical question
I’m always giving those

Along with dick and a uber
I’m never cuffin hoes

I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band

I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band

Pull up with the roof dropped
Eating on a roof top
I been leveled up
But she said boy I’m giving you top
I laughed
Put a palm on her ass
Then gripped a veal chop
And told her here
Now you grab some meat
She like yo chill stop
Send the bill out
Then I pill knots

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I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band

I got snow
I got ice
I’m the weatherman
Yo nigga argue bout the price u need a better man
I got sticks
I got drums
Like I head a band
Married to the game
But I don’t wear a wedding band