Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
If a nigga really want it, he can get it
Before I was up one, now this shit is double digits
Gift cards for my bros, I'mma bless you
Got coals for these hoes unsuccessful
They wanna know who the missus be
And how many gifts under the Christmas tree
How ironic three hoe nigga dissin' me
Ain't no mistletoe but she's kissin' me
This year gon' be better than the last one
Told him stay down and stay patient til the bag come
It's no wonder that he wanna go against me
Cause I heard we got Smoke, he's a chimney
It's ironic that I gotta give rappin
Like the water in the faucet need to tap in
I'm the type build her up like a snowman
Put her on, now she stickin' to the program
We don't do it for the money or the fame here
We roll it up and get it higher than a reindeer
You can see it in my eyes, you can tell
My girl got Designer and my mom got Chanel
And I bet Shorty ridin' the Phantom
And all red got me feelin' like I'm Santa
Shorty bad like she finna have a tantrum
Yankee swapped, I got blessed by a random
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give you my heart
And every last day
You give it to me
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
Last Christmas was so disrespectful
You gave my heart away I don't have no regrets though
It's all love had no choice but to let it go
But this year I think I finally reached the threshold
I took the same love that I gave you
And then I put it on for show like it's the debut
I'll give it to someone..
Special
Yeah, she demonic like Doja Cat
Rick Ross, Can't nobody hold me back
I've been getting money nobody told you that
I'm thinking like a killer so my clothes is black
Feel like a white man so all my foes is black
Feel like a drug dealer when I open the bag
We living in a country that was built of human trafficking and blood money
Why ain't nobody exposing that?
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Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
If a nigga really want it, he can get it
Before I was up one, now this shit is double digits
Gift cards for my bros, I'mma bless you
Got coals for these hoes unsuccessful
They wanna know who the missus be
And how many gifts under the Christmas tree
How ironic three hoe nigga dissin' me
Ain't no mistletoe but she's kissin' me
This year gon' be better than the last one
Told him stay down and stay patient til the bag come
It's no wonder that he wanna go against me
Cause I heard we got Smoke, he's a chimney
It's ironic that I gotta give rappin
Like the water in the faucet need to tap in
I'm the type build her up like a snowman
Put her on, now she stickin' to the program
We don't do it for the money or the fame here
We roll it up and get it higher than a reindeer
You can see it in my eyes, you can tell
My girl got Designer and my mom got Chanel
And I bet Shorty ridin' the Phantom
And all red got me feelin' like I'm Santa
Shorty bad like she finna have a tantrum
Yankee swapped, I got blessed by a random
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give you my heart
And every last day
You give it to me
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
Last Christmas was so disrespectful
You gave my heart away I don't have no regrets though
It's all love had no choice but to let it go
But this year I think I finally reached the threshold
I took the same love that I gave you
And then I put it on for show like it's the debut
I'll give it to someone..
Special
Yeah, she demonic like Doja Cat
Rick Ross, Can't nobody hold me back
I've been getting money nobody told you that
I'm thinking like a killer so my clothes is black
Feel like a white man so all my foes is black
Feel like a drug dealer when I open the bag
We living in a country that was built of human trafficking and blood money
Why ain't nobody exposing that?
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
If a nigga really want it, he can get it
Before I was up one, now this shit is double digits
Gift cards for my bros, I'mma bless you
Got coals for these hoes unsuccessful
They wanna know who the missus be
And how many gifts under the Christmas tree
How ironic three hoe nigga dissin' me
Ain't no mistletoe but she's kissin' me
This year gon' be better than the last one
Told him stay down and stay patient til the bag come
It's no wonder that he wanna go against me
Cause I heard we got Smoke, he's a chimney
It's ironic that I gotta give rappin
Like the water in the faucet need to tap in
I'm the type build her up like a snowman
Put her on, now she stickin' to the program
We don't do it for the money or the fame here
We roll it up and get it higher than a reindeer
You can see it in my eyes, you can tell
My girl got Designer and my mom got Chanel
And I bet Shorty ridin' the Phantom
And all red got me feelin' like I'm Santa
Shorty bad like she finna have a tantrum
Yankee swapped, I got blessed by a random
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
Last Christmas, you gave me my heart
Very last day, you gave it away
Please, yeah, set me free
I'll give it to someone special
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give you my heart
And every last day
You give it to me
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
So let's show me bad Christmas
I'll give it to someone
Last Christmas was so disrespectful
You gave my heart away I don't have no regrets though
It's all love had no choice but to let it go
But this year I think I finally reached the threshold
I took the same love that I gave you
And then I put it on for show like it's the debut
I'll give it to someone..
Special
Yeah, she demonic like Doja Cat
Rick Ross, Can't nobody hold me back
I've been getting money nobody told you that
I'm thinking like a killer so my clothes is black
Feel like a white man so all my foes is black
Feel like a drug dealer when I open the bag
We living in a country that was built of human trafficking and blood money
Why ain't nobody exposing that?
Writer: Tariq Tate
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