December
Pass around your love (your love)
And send it to the next one
I don't need that shit (that shit)
All I really need is real love
I just wanna feel ya
Down my spine the chills ya
You're always my number one, but I was just a fill ya (ooh)
Had me running all around my room, I was excited
Had me thinking you're the one, but then my heart divided
Her touch is so cold
Freezing like in December (woah)
I've been all alone
I don't wanna remember her (ah)
She just hit me up (hit me up)
And she gave me the run down
I don't know how to feel (to feel)
She told me that we're done now
Who just goes around and hands out all this fake love
I need a woman to be true, show me what you're made of (ooh)
She wanna fuck but don't date, uh (no, no)
Finna pull up in a Wraith, uh (yeah, yeah)
Money fillin' up the plate, yuh (woah)
Louis V. on me today, yuh (yuh)
Pussy on me, Ima slayer (oh)
If you want me, then just stay, yuh (oh)
Don't fuck with me I'm a player (oh)
Finna pull out with a K, yeah
Pass around your love (your love)
And send it to the next one
I don't need that shit (that shit)
All I really need is real love
I just wanna feel ya
Down my spine the chills ya
You're always my number one, but I was just a fill ya (ooh)
Had me running all around my room, I was excited
Had me thinking you're the one, but then my heart divided
Her touch is so cold
Freezing like in December (woah)
I've been all alone
I don't wanna remember her (ah)
And send it to the next one
I don't need that shit (that shit)
All I really need is real love
I just wanna feel ya
Down my spine the chills ya
You're always my number one, but I was just a fill ya (ooh)
Had me running all around my room, I was excited
Had me thinking you're the one, but then my heart divided
Her touch is so cold
Freezing like in December (woah)
I've been all alone
I don't wanna remember her (ah)
She just hit me up (hit me up)
And she gave me the run down
I don't know how to feel (to feel)
She told me that we're done now
Who just goes around and hands out all this fake love
I need a woman to be true, show me what you're made of (ooh)
She wanna fuck but don't date, uh (no, no)
Finna pull up in a Wraith, uh (yeah, yeah)
Money fillin' up the plate, yuh (woah)
Louis V. on me today, yuh (yuh)
Pussy on me, Ima slayer (oh)
If you want me, then just stay, yuh (oh)
Don't fuck with me I'm a player (oh)
Finna pull out with a K, yeah
Pass around your love (your love)
And send it to the next one
I don't need that shit (that shit)
All I really need is real love
I just wanna feel ya
Down my spine the chills ya
You're always my number one, but I was just a fill ya (ooh)
Had me running all around my room, I was excited
Had me thinking you're the one, but then my heart divided
Her touch is so cold
Freezing like in December (woah)
I've been all alone
I don't wanna remember her (ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Tomislav Jurkovic
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