Bad In December

Bad in December Bad in December, yeah She's been good all year But she bad in December Oh she bad But she bad in December, yeah She's been good all year But she bad in December Oh she bad But she bad in December, yeah Look at her losing all her morals Look at her drinking out dem bottles She's been good all year But she bad in December Oh she bad But she bad in December, yeah She's been good all year But she bad in December Oh she bad But she bad in December, yeah Gaaahdbody Thank God for the summertime For all the hotter dimes Who got it in, in the winter times Some are a little finer And some others are still alright Many have gone thicker or slimmer The rest is out of line So clap for the team (vezi thanga members) Ya'll was ready for December (even in September) Keep on stunting on em (through October to November) And make em bitches wanna (hit the exit when you enter) You mommies make us wanna break the budget And half proposals of discussions over touching something Maybe take her to the crib and have a private function And you can be my headliner, for my deductions With the utmost, I'd like to, indulge you, with much more Than long strokes, but just know, it's cause you Been good all year But you bad in December I don't play that take one for the team shit Always pick the hotter one Since ke ringa le wena mommy keng udi bala jwang Way over the limit imma sip it till the bottles done Call us all on a new one and proceed to have a lot of fun Yes Lord Tell the people that you came with Grab theyselves a glass And we can all just get wasted Killed the last semester So you out just celebrating Since you broke up with your man Your morals Been deactivated I aint judging So little, bad backs, no sleep A whole search Hashtag on fleek And this drunk and high girl That I admire been good all year So I know she kinda tired Gonna pass Ciroc and that Grey Goose Outfit so villainous Tell her to make to make it true We can blame it on whatever the reason You looking badder Said you lactose intolerant Never did it for the cheddar Ma dunusa cause you got it Not cause it's your only option I can peep em from the VI You scoping with that side eye Can tell you wanna slide out Back to the titty right Titty so big Imma whip out my wallet Say you know my name And it aint about the fame But I can whip it from behind If I let you wear my chain Yeah I'm bout it I'm really really bout it Stilo Magolide Got the jig dont doubt it Champagne flowing Now talent here in the building Yeah Put it on me with them titties to the ceiling Slow wind for me Yeah I could feel it couple bottles in the tilly Cause it aint about the pictures Sheeesh