Lyrics:
as a stallion maiden
You better dart
Is she feminine with pretty women friends all dimes
Timberlands is how I like my men and all minds
Rough ryde you niggas
Just do it
Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(No doubt, no doubt)
Do you want me honey?
(You Eve baby, yo
a fuck, I'm robbing bitches, I'm a thief
I've been getting money balling like my name is Steve
Niggas always hating on me, yeah I ball Eve
Can never trust
and you guessed right in me
Asking all those questions was to set you up right
Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, let us set it off
Cartier, Rolley, time
on her back
Grandma got run over by a redneck
Drivin' home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me
Got me pumped up Reebok's
I just wanna hear the word wait
See me looking like I eve drop
Mmm drop INJ
See me looking like I eve drop
Can you hear me
special
(It's the time of giving)
But all I wanna do is be with you this Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve, for you and me
Christmas Eve, for you and me
Grab us
Who's got turquoise pearls, seductive eyes (c'mon, c'mon)
Kiss my lips, pull me in like a riptide, yeah
You are blinded by the all knowing Illuminati eye
keep sniffing the coco
Everything slow cause I smoked
And I'm faded both ways
While I'm solo
Out back by my dolo
Hopin she gon come and check up on me
We
time I see you shine
It's like the lights of midnight
On New Year's Eve and I do believe
On New Year's Eve we can make it
We can live forever
11: 59
treason
Believe me Eve she gave good reason
Botty looking too good not to be squeezin'
Creamy beaver hotter than a fever
I'm a givin' 'cause she's
treason
Believe me Eve she gave good reason
Botty looking too good not to be squeezin'
Creamy beaver hotter than a fever
I'm a givin' 'cause she's
my ways
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze
Have her homegirls wonderin' what she do
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too
I be doin' this
little bitch
Summers eve she a clean little bitch
Fuck with me if you trying to get rich
I pay the tab baby we ain't got to split
That nigga broke you know
People around the world every year, always ask me, why do they call you the queen of Christmas? And it's really not an answer I can give in a sound
have it figured out by now
There's no need for me to hang around
I gotta get outta town
Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat
Half empty plane
cards fuckin' with me
She want Chanel on her feet
Hair and nails, they on fleek
She keep them Mills by the week
Cartier lens so she can see
She keeps
grade weed stalks
That make you cease talk ease off
And flu by jack and him beanstalk though
What a Merry Christmas would be
If me get a ganja stalk fia
you as naughty
Stuck with presents underneath the tree
None of them were even for me
They were all for my sweet pea
She left me on Christmas Eve
Stuck
What's that you got on
Shit, Versace, uh
Now she lookin' at me like Ron Bradley
From head to toe, damn, skin like milk, uh
Uh, what's that Scent
Uh, uh,
Coolest beast I ever know, real shit, Billion Blacky
She told me she loves me, I told her she bluffing
I come from the bottom, I don't know what's
deceiving
They deceive me
Eyes closed when I'm seeking
I'm seeking
See you on market for price
She tell me material wife
She no longer cover her scars
She
Get yo' ass asthma with all that coughing, yeah
Eve where you at? Ayo Trina where you at? Ayo Brat
Picture this, Eve walking down the street with
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me
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