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A Cheetah-licious Christmas (The Cheetah Girls) · A Cheetah-licious Christmas (The Cheetah Girls) · A Cheetah-licious Christmas (The Cheetah Girls) · Girls, Girls, Girls - We Love Girls (The Four Seasons) · Punk 'N' Roll a Licious, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Cheetah Girls 2 (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [CD/DVD] (The Cheetah Girls) · Cheetah Girls: One World (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [13 Tracks] (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls [Special Edition Soundtrack] (The Cheetah Girls) – and 90 other albums »


merry

Cheetah-licious Christmas
We just wanna wish you
A Cheetah-licious Christmas now
Cheetah-licious Christmas
Celebrate it with us!
Cheetah Girls will
We got that cheetah love

We are cheetah cheetah girls
We stick together for life
Sometimes we don't see eye to eye
But roll side by side
There
we've got that cheetah love.

We are cheetah cheetah girls we stick together for life 
Sometimes we don't see eye to eye but we roll side by side,
yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a cheetah-licious Christmas now
Tell ya sister merry Christmas
Shake a hand Shake a hand
Tell the world merry Christmas
Shake a hand Shake a hand
It's a Cheetah Girls Christmas
gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
the meter

(Rampage)
Yo Bus, me and Spliff, we got heaters
Everything's allright, lets get drink up inside of Cheetah's
Go up in Cheetah's...

(Spliff Star)
[Verse 1]
Macauly Culkin, "Home Alone" lustin
Tuesday night we stop by Justin's
Check the scene, immaculate
Grab the bottle from the bar
ears full of pearls
(Dirty money, dirty money)
Damn dirty money know how to treat the girls
(Dirty money, dirty money)

Give a little, take a little, ma
back them rat chicks
Bust off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl
When I get the panky you know I'm water whippin her
No top on the whip, tank top
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in
the back by the couches up inside the cheetah
Then I step up in the club keep it moving wit' my hand on my heater
Stay alert and never moving the sleeper
girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin
Can't deny me, why would you want to
You need me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in
fast, like a cheetah, get out the two-seater
Walk up on a girl named Anita, or Rita
Ask her for change to put money in the meter
Didn't really need it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Venus in
by my side, how I'd like to jump her bones
Strike with the force of a truck full of stones
But Kryptonite affects me like the sun on ice cream cones
a cheetah
Knew this white girl, ass like bonita
But she high like she the one and when you high like I need her
Fell in love once and she cheat cheat
Blastin wax, side or tops, Prince don't play that
Uh-oh, it's six o'clock, I'm late for dinner
If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in
thought she was a keepa
But now that girl gone like a fast ball or cheetah

Fairwell, fairwell, fairwell

Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
never need no bitch
Tell her take everything, don't leave your shit
Then I sent to her by her mama told her I'll holla
Tryin' get it poppin' now I'm
pullin fifty triggas at a time
(Yo they lyin) I'm out firin, yo Puff you be
While you poppin shit I'm poppin nuts up in your girl's coutie
I roll the mic