Grra, like grra
Look
Grra, like grra bah grra
Nigga I said fuck that bitch like
Grra, grra fuck that bitch like
Like, like fuck that grra grra
Like, like grra, grra
Look, last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day look, you gave it away
Like, like this year, look, to save me from tears
Ima give it to someone special, and girl you ain't special
Look, look last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day look, you gave it away
Look, look this year, look, to save me from tears look
I'll give it to someone special, special like
Look, I don't know why you looking for me like
I ain't putting shit under yo tree like
When I was down bitch you left me to bleed like
I'll be alone this Christmas it don't matter to me like
Huhh if Santa real he gone pass up on you look
Don't be acting stupid don't be acting brand new look
He writing down in his list everything that you do look
He seen all of the shit you was putting me through look
Like last Christmas, look, like grra grra grra
I gave you everything and you ain't gave me shit
So this year I'm fucking with a new bitch
Like fuck ya life I hope you don't have a Christmas
Like fuck everything that you got on yo wishlist
Really fuck what you do it ain't none of my business
But I'm bitter as shit I guess I am the Grinch bitch, like bitch
Like, spent my bread like I wasn't in school like
And still I didn't care I told you it was cool like
Few months later I felt like a fool like
Cause I realized you was using me like a tool like
Bitch, you ain't building shit yo name ain't Bob like
Only one that can use me I think his name God like
Gave you loving and you let it flop like
You really need to learn your name, it ain't Lebron like
Look, all the madness and sadness cause you was playing me
Yeah, yeah I'm dragging I'm spazzing cause you was fake to me
Yeah, I'm really mad at the fact that you wasn't there for me
I'm thinking matter of fact that you never cared for me
Hmm and I ain't sorry if I make you feel bad bitch
And yeah I'm kinda tight cause really you was a bad bitch
Don't pop out to my crib cause you might just get slapped bitch
Yeah this Christmas no way I'm fucking with my past bitch
Look
Grra, like grra bah grra
Nigga I said fuck that bitch like
Grra, grra fuck that bitch like
Like, like fuck that grra grra
Like, like grra, grra
Look, last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day look, you gave it away
Like, like this year, look, to save me from tears
Ima give it to someone special, and girl you ain't special
Look, look last Christmas I gave you my heart
But the very next day look, you gave it away
Look, look this year, look, to save me from tears look
I'll give it to someone special, special like
Look, I don't know why you looking for me like
I ain't putting shit under yo tree like
When I was down bitch you left me to bleed like
I'll be alone this Christmas it don't matter to me like
Huhh if Santa real he gone pass up on you look
Don't be acting stupid don't be acting brand new look
He writing down in his list everything that you do look
He seen all of the shit you was putting me through look
Like last Christmas, look, like grra grra grra
I gave you everything and you ain't gave me shit
So this year I'm fucking with a new bitch
Like fuck ya life I hope you don't have a Christmas
Like fuck everything that you got on yo wishlist
Really fuck what you do it ain't none of my business
But I'm bitter as shit I guess I am the Grinch bitch, like bitch
Like, spent my bread like I wasn't in school like
And still I didn't care I told you it was cool like
Few months later I felt like a fool like
Cause I realized you was using me like a tool like
Bitch, you ain't building shit yo name ain't Bob like
Only one that can use me I think his name God like
Gave you loving and you let it flop like
You really need to learn your name, it ain't Lebron like
Look, all the madness and sadness cause you was playing me
Yeah, yeah I'm dragging I'm spazzing cause you was fake to me
Yeah, I'm really mad at the fact that you wasn't there for me
I'm thinking matter of fact that you never cared for me
Hmm and I ain't sorry if I make you feel bad bitch
And yeah I'm kinda tight cause really you was a bad bitch
Don't pop out to my crib cause you might just get slapped bitch
Yeah this Christmas no way I'm fucking with my past bitch
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