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letra de last christmas - fivio foreign & lil tjay

[intro: lil tjay & fivio foreign]
last christmas, i gave you my heart
but the very next day, you gave it away
this year, to save me from tears (oh-ooh)
i’ll give it to someone special
yeah

[chorus: lil tjay & fivio foreign]
made it out, i’m just a rich young n-gga (huh)
steady arguing, wasn’t no way to live
i know b-tches want me ’cause i’m up (yeah)
something different, i’m just with a gift (huh)
but the drama won’t n0body know
keep on gassin’ him up like it’s his
she a lover girl, still not a ho (huh)
love her man, but she feelin the kid (yeah)

[verse 1: fivio foreign]
they don’t even know me and shorty speak
she gon’ still f-ck a n-gga for some feets
we was in brooklyn chop house
me and shawty spent three k for the eats (we did)
and he don’t never take her shopping
we already spent thirty k for the week (nah)
and he mad abusive
if he knew what i do to his shorty, that n-gga’ll tweak (uh)
she already told me that n-gga is weak (uh)
(last christmas, i gave you my heart)
i’ll probably shoot him, he think he gon’ reach (baow)
(but the very next day, you gave it away)
she from the town, i met her in the east
when i cheat, she wanna give me a speech (huh)
shorty is h-lla obsessive (h-lla obsseive)
(this year, to save me from tears)
when she get h-rny, she get very aggressive
(i’ll give it to someone special)
she be callin’, she be askin’ me questions
if i don’t answer, she start sendin’ me texts
[verse 2: lil tjay & fivio foreign]
f-ck that n-gga i don’t care what he did
honestly, i do not even want to know (no, no, no)
all i know, that’s my lil’ rider for sure
and can’t n0body question, i put that on bro (put that on bro)
i don’t like fightin’ for cones (huh)
know we live in a world where these b-tches on go (b-tches on go)
gas you up, tell you they love you
no she ain’t love you, i know she feelin’ the kid for the dough (baow)
my name lil tjay, baby, i be smooth
i ain’t gon’ fake it like you gotta choose
they ain’t believe i was destined to win
sorry for n-ggas who thought i would lose
end of the story, don’t gotta conclude
humble n-gga, my outfits say “rhude”
ask your b-tch, bet she know i’m that dude
i bet that sh-t out she ate it like food

[chorus: lil tjay & fivio foreign]
made it out, i’m just a rich young n-gga
steady arguing, wasn’t no way to live (yeah)
i know b-tches want me ’cause i’m up (yeah)
something different, i’m just with a gift (yeah)
but the drama won’t n0body know (uh)
keep on gassin’ him up like it’s his (he did)
she a lover girl, still not a ho (she not)
love her man, but she feeling the kid (hm)

- fivio foreign lil tjay

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