Last December (feat. Currydine & LIV.)
Cmon lil baby I know it sound crazy but we can go slide in the coupe around town
Head game is crazy the body amazing I guess imma fuck that bitch right on the ground
She heard the music and goddamn she lose it I think that lil biddie just liking the sound
She was too wet when I showed her the check and I hit from the back and a nig almost drowned
Yea, got a big chain she hold it up
And champagne we pour it up
Got good weed she roll it up
I got cash I throw it up
We pop tags we run it up
It's chain gang you know it huh
It's chain gang you know wassup
Tell me what it is, what it ain't I can't remember
Girl I cannot fuck with you your heart cold like December
Counting up yo bodies got me feeling like a member
And I'm still in love with shawty, I ain't no pretender
I aint no pretender
Met that girl on tinder
Aint wanna offend her
Got the @ on insta
When we started talking I could tell she was a sinner
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
Hit her from the back she loving it
Them tracks you know I'm pulling it
Every time we fuck she wanna switch up she say god damn put a son in it
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Every time I fuck witchu you switching up the picture
Tryna make it seem like I'm not one solid ass nigga
I fuck your friend and that was all part of the scripture
My bad lil baby I was just drunk off the liquor
Tell me what it is, what it ain't I can't remember
Girl I cannot fuck with you your heart cold like December
Counting up yo bodies got me feeling like a member
And I'm still in love with shawty, I ain't no pretender
I aint no pretender
Met that girl on tinder
Aint wanna offend her
Got the @ on insta
When we started talking I could tell she was a sinner
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
Do you remember
Last December
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Do you remember
Stop, its over for real
Last December
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Ooooh
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
Head game is crazy the body amazing I guess imma fuck that bitch right on the ground
She heard the music and goddamn she lose it I think that lil biddie just liking the sound
She was too wet when I showed her the check and I hit from the back and a nig almost drowned
Yea, got a big chain she hold it up
And champagne we pour it up
Got good weed she roll it up
I got cash I throw it up
We pop tags we run it up
It's chain gang you know it huh
It's chain gang you know wassup
Tell me what it is, what it ain't I can't remember
Girl I cannot fuck with you your heart cold like December
Counting up yo bodies got me feeling like a member
And I'm still in love with shawty, I ain't no pretender
I aint no pretender
Met that girl on tinder
Aint wanna offend her
Got the @ on insta
When we started talking I could tell she was a sinner
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
Hit her from the back she loving it
Them tracks you know I'm pulling it
Every time we fuck she wanna switch up she say god damn put a son in it
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Every time I fuck witchu you switching up the picture
Tryna make it seem like I'm not one solid ass nigga
I fuck your friend and that was all part of the scripture
My bad lil baby I was just drunk off the liquor
Tell me what it is, what it ain't I can't remember
Girl I cannot fuck with you your heart cold like December
Counting up yo bodies got me feeling like a member
And I'm still in love with shawty, I ain't no pretender
I aint no pretender
Met that girl on tinder
Aint wanna offend her
Got the @ on insta
When we started talking I could tell she was a sinner
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
Do you remember
Last December
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Do you remember
Stop, its over for real
Last December
I think she losing her mind
Damn bae we coulda been fine
I can't let you drop like a dime
You know you suppose to be mine
Ooooh
Ain't nobody love me like that girl from Last December
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Writer(s): Mystik Stargod
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