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letra de hot chocolate - yung brownie.

[intro]
it’s me, i’m n-ggas

[verse 1: $uperdead]
take a look at the snow, make the light so bright
watch the flame go on from the candlelight
spark the fireplace, we’ll be there all night
feel the red and green on my clothes, i’m strikin’ a pose
pull the polaroid up, take a snap of the show
i spark the star, i’m wishin’
always reminiscin’ whenever we kissin’, yeah
always [?] song done about you
every time i see your face, i pull through
you will never catch me actin’ brand new
you got me locked in like a head screw
that b-tch got me full like a snowflake (yuh)
even when the sun set, it’s never too late
hangin’ out with you feel like a smoke break
i don’t care if it’s cold for a first date (yuh-uh)

[verse 2: only.ty]
now we sit by the fire
yeah, and the girls gettin’ whiter
yeah, and i got my hot chocolate, no, they ain’t stoppin’ it
might spend a band on my mans
now you watchin’ when we makin’ plans
go hit the snow, i’ma test my new vans
you can stay mad but you won’t get the chance
hit it alone, you gon’ need an advance (ayy)
yeah, ayy, yeah
y’all cannot tell me that i will not blow
f-ckin’ that [?] b-tch in the snow
test me again, i promise it’s on go
it’s a white christmas evening, i love when she swallow
it’s that flute in your ear, watch the melody go
it’s that love in the air, and that sh-t really shows
and we dip from the party, now watch how we go
[verse 3: fugazi naz & stixh]
slow with me, el [?]
i’ma go eat it like it was a taco
christmas bonus, money el guapo
it’s cold as f-ck like chicago
give me a like and maybe a follow
we’re blastin’ off like in apollo
green christmas dreams and the lights will sparkle
d mr. clean, and we standin’ on the marble
[?] with the customs, we follow
just to be approved (yeah) by some hearts that are hollow
(what is this [?] mystery-ass beat, bro, what is this? ayy)

[verse 4: stixh]
me- me- me and my n-ggas, we on an adventure
we eat up the beat just like hannibal lecter
i’m sellin’ my wood to that ho, she a fletcher
she suckin’ me up, that’s a real kind gesture
heat up your grandma, said “gimme them dentures”
i whip out the glock, i put him in a stretcher
i’m leavin’ some holes in your body, my pleasure
he leakin’, i leak him, b-tch, shout out to embr
travel the world just like dora explorer
he said he do music, he play the recorder
i’m blastin’ all over that ho like a mortar
i’m boxin’ a n-gga inside of sephora
buildin’ a wall just like a trump supporter
i’m grabbin’ my ex by the neck and i’m throwin’ her
back where she belong, and that’s over the border
if you got a problem, i speak to my lawyer, gang

- yung brownie

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