A.B. Slater - Last Christmas [Gmix]

My drip is wet like pool she said she like how I move/ I said it's cuffing season Santa and Mrs Claus setting the mood. I said that onion is ooh you could get stuck like glue/ butter cub the way you pucker up you don't know it yet but you boo, or should I say bae/ take you from they side, come chill with A.B. welcome to Baeside. If you give me top like toupee I eat you up like fruit cake/ my name is what you say/ it's not a game like 2k/ drink up there's Dusse/ weed in the air like Friday Hov voice I did it my way/ Gencade, Ale, A.B, Al He, beat the track wit a Al beat/ all my alters is in town like you it's going down. Beat it up like a rumble Mr take you down in a Runtz suit/ all I could eat I'll consume if I don't stop, you'll cum soon. I wanna hit no miss/ wanna kiss those lips, you look delicious sis/ come be my Christmas gift.

Written by:
George Michael

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