06 Мар South Jersey Storm Celsius 2024-25
It’s freezing hot today. You better duck under cover, here come the- Bundle up or you suffer out in the cold. From bliss to the freeze, I flip the tip up with ease. They need a new scale to measure how I deliver the heat. Inferno. Standing next to me? Bet you won’t last that long. Inferno. Even turn the coldest into ashes. Zero calories on the label, but I’m loaded up with energy. If Fahrenheit ain’t able, let the storm jog your memory. Now, let’s turn it up a few degrees. Remember when we said it, here’s a major throwback. Celsius gives you wings, now that’s facts. There’s a storm in the forecast. Gonna take me away to a better place. I’ve got the faith to do anything like a black bird. Energy, energy, good energy. When you feel some heat in the morning, it’s a storm warning. I’ll make it brighter, you want the fire? Back up, it’s my turn. It’s something we can learn. I’mma let it go, let it burn, burn, burn, b- b- burn. Ready to shoot across the sky, because I know I’ll make it burn, burn, burn. You want that fire? I burn higher. Let it burn, burn, burn. My flames are hotter than these. All you need is Celsius, so come and get this energy. We serve it hot, we serve it cold in South Jersey. Ice cold to the touch, but then my heat can make you blush. Yes, they all fiending, stay obsessed. I’ll have them screaming, “Celsius”. The weather is unpredictable, hot to cold in a split second. When the heat goes up to a new level, we just out here temp checking. I’m so dramatic on the thermostat, my concept sound just broken. I could give you the meanest cold shoulder and still be the hottest thing yet. In the ice, gonna melt you frozen. Fire in ice, I am the chosen. Fire in ice. Freezing moan, I’ve been called, I am the chosen. Fire in ice. Tempest raging. Fire and ice, I am the chosen. Gotta go energy, take a sip and savor. This ain’t no ice cream, but I got a bunch of flavor. Wow, this is gonna be a hot and a cold one today. The storm is rolling through. Frostbite on your tongue, keep my name up out your mouth or it’s gonna burn when I’m done. Oh, here we go, here we go. Heat up the room for Celsius. Pop that thermostat to the top and make ’em sweat like, ah. Then freeze ’em out, hit them knees when you’re dropping the south. ‘Cause whether it’s cold or whether it’s warm, ain’t no escaping the Jersey storm.
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