Last Winter
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Faded on the Henny I'm in need of Champagne
Mayor of my city I don't even campaign
You never say sorry Fuck the authorities
I guess stamps and customs, you get them from the club, check your priorities

See Dee be hate his job, but Dee be half way to a DV9
I think he'll be fine
And Do be out in kinds every summer time hit me like Bas gotta come one time
And Ash out in Dubai, and Gwelly my Nigga
I ain't seen him in a minute so he probably got a new ride
And ya'll know One Hunna, and Reds gettin' fed
My Nigga 500 and my Niggas have a Q Ride
Reminiscing on the Q Ride
I'm talking about the bus
They talk about the city now they talk about us
Now it's a 50 I need money like Puff
Man, I be on my grind til I'm out in Mount Rush and
Ced just got bread, cop a ounce Puff
Don't care Nigga next year, charge it to the budget
Fuck it! Last Winter
You got a Fatty Honey, I could build a tent on it
Bring ya girls too, whole clique roll it
Ride around the city no tints on it
Get money like throw around like dick to these hoes
Stick to the cold, you murky water
But you only like hip to the toes
I'm hip to it this how you get to it
You ready? Get to it take another hit to the heady
Wooo! Take another stick
Nigga get a grip get a grip Nigga sprint to the Feddy

Faded on the Henny I'm in need of Champagne
Mayor of my city I don't even campaign
You never say sorry Fuck the authorities
I guess stamps and customs, you get them from the club, check your priorities

Yeah, You never say sorry Fuck the authorities
I guess stamps and customs, you get them from the club, check your priorities

Nigga, Fuck lions, tigers and a bear too Ima plant a money tree and to bear fruit
Ced on the beat, this is year two, bitch all of my dreams just seem so lucid
Man what is life, I don't know but I love this life
Last Winter, Four hundred nights
She a freak in them sheets all one at night
But don't tell you Niggas never see me Black Santa In Santarelli
Paris, France I be no L's
Living out of Hotels but Oh well
Cause this shit so pays so well
And we runnin', cause the Niggas wanna front, play dumb but they know well
Bring it back
Them bitches wanna front, play dumb but they know well
She ain't heard from me
Last Winter
She always call me on my phone sayin' Bassy when I see ya
Told her only at my show
Last Winter
Last Winter




She always call me on my phone sayin' Bassy when I see ya
Told her only at my show

Overall Meaning

The song "Last Winter" by Bas is a reflection of the rapper's experience and relationships with different people in his life. The first verse talks about his fame and how he doesn't need to campaign for his position as a mayor in his city. He also talks about the authorities and customs and stamps, pointing out the importance of setting priorities. The second verse delves into the lives of his friends, mentioning Dee and Do, and how they are doing in terms of their jobs and lives. He also talks about his friend, Ash, who is in Dubai, and Gwelly, who he hasn't seen in a while but probably has a new car.


The chorus of the song emphasizes how priorities are important, saying, "You never say sorry, fuck the authorities, I guess stamps and customs, you get them from the club, check your priorities." The last two verses talk about money, life, and relationships, including a mention of Black Santa in Santarelli and Bas living out of hotels. He also talks about how people wanna front, play dumb, and pretend they don't know when they do. Overall, the song is reflective of the artist's past, his fame, and his views on life priorities.


Line by Line Meaning

Faded on the Henny I'm in need of Champagne
I drank a lot of Henny and now I want some Champagne


Mayor of my city I don't even campaign
I don't need to campaign to be the leader of my city


You never say sorry Fuck the authorities
I don't apologize and I don't care about the authorities


I guess stamps and customs, you get them from the club, check your priorities
If you're more concerned about getting stamps from the club than important things, check your priorities


See Dee be hate his job, but Dee be half way to a DV9
See Dee hates his job, but he's halfway to buying a DV9 car


I think he'll be fine
I think Dee will be okay


And Do be out in kinds every summer time hit me like Bas gotta come one time
Do comes around in the summers, reminding me that I need to come back again


And Ash out in Dubai, and Gwelly my Nigga
Ash is in Dubai, and Gwelly is my friend


Reminiscing on the Q Ride
Thinking back to riding the bus


I'm talking about the bus
Specifically referring to the bus ride


They talk about the city now they talk about us
People are now talking about us instead of just the city


Now it's a 50 I need money like Puff
I need a lot of money like Puff Daddy


Man, I be on my grind til I'm out in Mount Rush and
I'm going to keep working hard until I'm in Mount Rushmore


Ced just got bread, cop a ounce Puff
Ced just made some money, so he bought some weed


Don't care Nigga next year, charge it to the budget
I don't care if we go over budget next year


Fuck it! Last Winter
I don't care, it was the last winter anyways


You got a Fatty Honey, I could build a tent on it
You have a big butt, I could pitch a tent on it


Bring ya girls too, whole clique roll it
Bring your friends, we'll all ride together


Ride around the city no tints on it
We'll ride around the city with no tinted windows


Get money like throw around like dick to these hoes
I'm making money easily and quickly


Stick to the cold, you murky water
Stick to what you know, don't go into unfamiliar territory


But you only like hip to the toes
You only pay attention to surface level things


I'm hip to it this how you get to it
I know what's up and how to succeed


You ready? Get to it take another hit to the heady
Are you ready? Take another hit of alcohol


Wooo! Take another stick
Take another hit of weed


Nigga get a grip get a grip Nigga sprint to the Feddy
Get a grip and hurry up to make money


Fuck lions, tigers and a bear too Ima plant a money tree and to bear fruit
I'm not afraid of anything, I'm going to create a way to make money


Ced on the beat, this is year two, bitch all of my dreams just seem so lucid
Ced is producing this song for the second year in a row, my dreams are coming true


Man what is life, I don't know but I love this life
I don't know what life is, but I love my life


Last Winter, Four hundred nights
I spent 400 nights in the winter


She a freak in them sheets all one at night
She's sexually adventurous but only at night


But don't tell you Niggas never see me Black Santa In Santarelli
Don't say you've never seen me, I'm like Black Santa Claus in Santarelli clothing


Paris, France I be no L's
I've been to Paris, France and I haven't taken any losses


Living out of Hotels but Oh well
I'm living in hotels, but it doesn't bother me


Cause this shit so pays so well
This job pays so well


And we runnin', cause the Niggas wanna front, play dumb but they know well
We're running from people who are pretending not to know us


Them bitches wanna front, play dumb but they know well
Girls are pretending not to know us


She ain't heard from me Last Winter
She hasn't heard from me since last winter


She always call me on my phone sayin' Bassy when I see ya
She always calls me, asking to see me


Told her only at my show Last Winter
I told her she can only see me perform at my shows




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