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gloss up - 25 days of christmas lyrics

[intro]
this a motherf+ckin’ hood christmas
on the fourth day of christmas, my n+gga bought me

[verse 1: gloss up]
hmm, first day of christmas, this n+gga tried to trap me
thought he had a baby ’til i popped out with that plan b
second day of christmas, he asked me for my wishlist
said my baby daddies, both they ass on the hitlist
now we on the third day, i just post my third bae
if he ain’t the one, i put his ass in the fourth place
now we on the fourth day, money long, clear as day
slime drinkin’ beer, i’m on the fifth on the fifth day, on god (it’s carbon)
[verse 2: k carbon]
today the sixth, on my wishlist, chopper stick
and on the seventh day, asked me seven times to be his b+tch
and then up on the еighth, he ate this cookie up, saint nick
aftеr that, ain’t call him back up on the ninth and asked for money on the tenth

[verse 3: aleza]
on the eleventh day, he had me seein’ double, thought he was the one
one too many n+ggas on my line, but i can’t pick just one
started off with thirteen, but i let one of ’em get away
fourteen, he beggin’ for this chocolate, valentine’s day
met a young n+gga, he be fresh as h+ll from orange mound
i thought he was twenty+one, he fifteen, he still a child (slime)

[verse 4: slimeroni]
jumped off the porch way before sixteen
i got a roster full of n+ggas like 1017
when i turned eighteen, i went got me a glock nineteen
am i with your baby daddy? b+tch, i might be
yeah, i got twenty+twenty vision, if you play, you gotta see me
man, your ho past twenty+one, i made the trick come send me gg

[outro]
yeah, ho, on the twenty+first day of christmas, i was gettin’ twenty+one racks out your motherf+ckin’ baby daddy, b+tch
and then, on the twenty+second day, i had you cryin’ in your motherf+ckin’ pillow, ho
and on the twenty+third, i had him ballin’ with your kids’ christmas money like i was jordan, b+tch
yeah, and on the twenty+fourth, that n+gga was short like dwarf
so on the twenty+fifth, i had to get money out the b+tch, man, you dig?
and on the thirty+second day of christmas, that’s when you gon’ get your n+gga back, b+tch

- gloss up lyrics

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