CHRISTMAS Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Way to many times yeah swearing ima going to get it right

Baby yeah its cold you should stay the night

And she put her makeup on at the vanity

Going back in forth swear this shit is like insanity

Delusional an she living in her own fantasy

Do whatever's comfortable because that shit feels nice

Back track flash backs cause it feels right

Pour some Coco in my cup trying to feel the night

And she wanna turn me on like its Christmas lights

Baby i could get rude but ill be polite

Yeah she got me feeling like its Christmas

Got a couple things ima put up on my wish list

First time for everything like a first kiss

And when she say that she love me

Write that shit up in cursive

Summers over leaves fall

Yeah yeah

Cuffing season Winter calls

Yeah yeah

Forget about the shit that we resolved

Talking bad energy then I'm not involved

Now that season change summer falls

I could never treat you wrong no not at all

Yeah We could ball shopping trips to the mall

1st 2nd 3rd 4th we aint playing baseball

But this shit hits

An we to lit

Baby that's a bet

Get yo bitch wet

Why they so pressed

And that no threats

Baby no stress

Baby no stress

Yeah yeah And she miss me when im out of town

Yeah up up In her feelings when im not around

Baby spins around come home then I lay it down

An she wanna call me bae

I just hope they feel a way

Yeah And she wanna tax that

Looking like a snack pack

Im just Trying to match that

Baddie with some tats and her ass fat

Put that on my tab finna max that

An no negligence

In my element

They say he the prince

No im not convinced

I be on these wins

Can you measure up

Yeah baby i can hardly see

Through this weather

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Baby I can hardly see

Through this weather

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Baby i can hardly see

I can hardly see

Yeah i can hardly see

Yeah she got me feeling like its Christmas

Got a couple things ima put up on my wish list

First time for everything like a first kiss

And when she say that she love me

Write that shit up in cursive

Summers over leaves fall

Yeah yeah

Cuffing season Winter calls

Yeah yeah

Forget about the shit that we resolved

Talking bad energy then I'm not involved