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ggot curt - mistletoe lyrics

[intro]
(mmm, mmm, mm)
(mmm, mm)

[chorus]
ay come here, mm+mm, bit’ come here (say come here)
ay come here, mm+mm, bit’ come here (ay’ bit’ come here)
ay come here, mm+
just tell that bit’ come here
mane you know i don’t do no talkin’ i wan’ say it to hear ear (her ear)
and i want her to just be wit’ me while i run that dough (that dough)
mane i rock solo, i don’t want they ass to know (they ass to know)
mane you know that b+tch ain’t stoppin’, know that b+tch on go (ohh)
mane you know she wanna kiss me, underneath the mistletoe (ohh)

[verse 1]
b+tch, i don’t swing my weight around (round)
know that bit’ want me to chase (chase)
i ain’t wit’ ya and yo’ lil’ s+d+stic ways
mane, i want that girl to know that i be serious, i ain’t playin’ (i ain’t playin’)
mane, you better ride or die if you wan’ ride up on that plane (that plane)
i know some people think i’m crazy (think i’m crazy)
they think that it gon’ swing right to my baby (on my baby)
and you can’t never test me, i be ready (uhn)
mane, that ho’, she tried to lie to me when her stomach deflated
wanna fake it like you pregnant, b+tch? i’ll leave yo’ ass jaded
mane, i got n+ggas want me dead for the sh+t that i created
i know n+ggas smokin’ dosha, poppin’ pills, they be faded (mmm)
i miss my mama every day, this sh+t ain’t no confetti (mmm)
i looked that b+tch right in her face, and then i f+ckin’ said it
and i’m like— (mmm)
[chorus]
ay come here, mm+mm, bit’ come here (say come here)
ay come here, mm+mm, bit’ come here (ay’ bit’ come here)
ay come here, mm+
just tell that bit’ come here
mane you know i don’t do no talkin’ i wan’ say it to hear ear (her ear)
and i want her to just be wit’ me while i run that dough (that dough)
mane i rock solo, i don’t want they ass to know (they ass to know)
mane you know that b+tch ain’t stoppin’, know that b+tch on go (ohh)
mane you know she wanna kiss me, underneath the mistletoe (ohh

[verse 2]
and mane, it’s so many things
it’s things that done happened in my life
i’m used to people stab me right up in my back wit’ knife (mmm)
mane, i got all these ho’s tryna’ put a n+gga on strike (mmm)
i’on want no f+ckin’ tina, i ain’t tryna’ be no ike (mmm)
dealin’ wit’ that heartbreak, messin’ wit’ my psych (wit’ my psych)
i be tellin’ b+tches take a hike (take a hike)
a f+ckin’ n+gga b+tch, you know that ho’ a dike (a f+ckin’ dike, b+tch)
i swear that sh+t be hard to turn a ho’ into a wife (wife)

- ggot curt lyrics

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