December lyrics

by

DOM KENNEDY


[Hook:]
You gotta treat em colder than December
(ice cold, they say I'm ice cold)
You didn't always want me girl and I remember
(ice cold, they say I'm ice cold)
There's thousands of you now, nice and tender
(ice cold, they say I'm ice cold)
So you gotta treat em colder than December
(ice cold, they say I'm ice cold)

[Verse 1: Kent]
I got em going randy donuts drool coming out they mouth
My honey kettle's won't settle til I go in-n-out
My western chick so into me she from the hood, since I live by century
She think I'm high class friends tell her I'm boujie
Put on that denzel and she gave me the booty
King kong ain't got nothin on me
Vans cut jeans and a plain white t
Can't be touched no I shouldn't be
Like a fugee Kanye or dilla beat
Flow sick
I think I need to see Dr. D-R-E
He fed me m&m's Ye gave me his heartbeat
And it only cost two quaters
OGs mad cuz I tagged they daughters
Had me wit my hands held high like
Please don't shoot she wanted me to toot her
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Sleezy]

YO DOG CMON!
Chill yo I got this
Here’s my synopsis
Biddies nowadays go for n*ggas that’ll cop sh*t
Drop a couple stacks you can get them panties dropping
Try another sucka baby simpin ain't an option
I ain’t got the time while them hands on the clock spin
Thinking you slick but I told the last chick the same sh*t
I ain’t that n*gga that you bout to play them games wit
Back and forth, forth and back that’s the same sh*t
Only want me now cuz you think I’m gon be famous
Them boys sick, straight from killa california
Bagging b*tches on the shaw, sipping Arizona’s
Smoking on that ungh, til it got me in a coma
You see me tryna zone but dawg, dawg, this b*tch keep blowing up my phone
Ain’t no details man, she just a fine ass female
Comin a dime a dozen, under sheets they treat me well
Cuz i’m cool

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tube]
These ladies tried to play me like the side of the train tracks
What else do I have to look ahead to, I done stang that
Frankly baby, you can have a ass like a peach
Tryna communicate wit me all ya pretty ass is gone recieve is how you reach
Goodie two, had to learn to tether crews cuz man these ladies got me spook
Sending and invitation to a alteration and unvailin a presstatoot
Im not that impressed with you
Attention was definate now deficate cuz you be getttin thirsty with ya messy Click
Peaking over my shoulder just to get a glimpse of my pass code
So you could look through every single pic in my iphone
Checking text's tryna get a little sense what im on
Then try to get hot when you find out I got my bars than a xilophone
Ya whole vibe is wrong and I dont like ya toes
So please get out my zone
Ayo sleezy (what up) ayo kent (what up)
Do these willie foo foo ass hoes got me bent or what
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