| Faded on the Henny Imma need the Champagne
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| Mayor of my city I don’t even campaign
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| We never say sorry, fuck the authorities
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| I get stamps from customs, you get them from the club man, check your priorities
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| See DB hate his job, but DB half way to a DB9
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| I think he’ll be fine
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| And Doubi out in Cannes every summer time hit me like «Bas, gotta come on time»
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| And Ash out in Dubai, and Gwelly my Nigga
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| I ain’t seen him in a minute so he probably got a new ride
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| And Gunna One Hunna, and Reg gettin' fed
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| My Nigga 500 and my Niggas have a Q Ride
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| Reminiscing on the Q Ride
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| I’m talking about the bus
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| They talk about the city now they talk about us
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| Nas nigga, 50, I need money like Puff
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| Man, I be on my grind til I’m on the Mount Rush and
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| Ced just got bread, cop a ounce puff
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| Don’t care Nigga next year, charge it to the budget
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| Fuck it, Last Winter
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| You got a fatty honey, I could build a tent on it
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| Bring ya girls too, whole clique roll it
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| Ride around the city no tints on it
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| Get money throw around like dick to these hoes
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| Stick to the code, you murky water
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| But you only like hip to the toes
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| I’m hip to it this how you get to it
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| You ready? |
| Get to it take another hit to the heady
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| Wooo! |
| Take another sip now
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| Nigga get a grip, get a grip nigga sprint to the Feddy
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| We never say sorry, fuck the authorities
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| I get stamps from customs, you get them from the club man, check your priorities
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| Nigga, Fuck lions, tigers and a bear too
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| Imma plant a money tree and to bear fruit
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| Ced on the beat, this is year two, bitch all of my dreams just seem so lucid
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| Man what is life, I don’t know but I love this life
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| Last Winter, Four hundred nights
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| She a freak in them sheets all one at night
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| But don’t tell you Niggas never see me Black Santa in Santarelli
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| Paris, France I be no L’s
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| Living out of Hotels but oh well
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| Cause this shit so pays so well
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| And we run it, cause the Niggas wanna front, play dumb but they know well
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| Bring it back
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| Them bitches wanna front, play dumb bet they know well
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| She ain’t heard from me
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| Last winter
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| She always call me on my phone sayin' «Bassy when I see you»
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| Told her only at my show, last winter
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| Last winter
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| She always call me on my phone sayin' «Bassy when I see you»
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| Told her only at my show
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| Last Winter |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Last Winter , by - Bas. Song from the album Last Winter, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп