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It is the best time of year Filled with lots of love and cheer Worries in the rear-view mirror Because Christmas time is here You want to be mean?
Mary by his side It's beautiful but don't you cry The Christmas feeling everywhere Don't you feel it in the air Put your hands up like you don't even
[1st verse:] Johnny was bashful and shy Nobody understood why Mary loved him All the other girls passed him by Everyone wanted to know How she
Why you hating ass lil niggas in the club You tryna hold sum Step up in the club I'm buying bottles Tryna steal something Little booty bitch up in my
God rest you merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan's power When we
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
when I start to spit, y’all Niggas spit conformant kong bombing Study every Religion there is rhythm for kids Deadly as venom is This hemorrhage friends
and you (Me and you, ooo) And if the stars align today with you On mary jane, we gone have us a king too (Ooo) So put your hand on my shoulder (Put your
In 2018, The New Yorker Magazine coined me, The Queen of Christmas. It's a title that has stuck with me ever since. Up until that point, I had
Takeoff, yeah I takeoff In ma space-ship, I think imma takeoff All dat fake shit, all that gotta back off She don't take shit, that's why she my best
mary mary do emerytur Z tych jebanych stu złotówek i nie kredytów fuck twelve PDW Jeśli czujesz to w powietrzu to podjechał plug to mój plug Album
rest til they let us go Roll down the window betrayed by my kinfolks This for my people never treated equal Why don't you roll down the window I just
mean anything Through thick and slim we gon' win we a team by any means y'all [Chorus: x2] The touch of his hand the sound of his voice The way
can look like revenge But smell like karma's piss Raise Smolder Mary up high Get struck by enlightenment Armed with Armageddon at dawn I flexed my
I'm a get so high I'm a get so high Bout to smoke out my brains I'm a get so high I can't feel no more pain With you by my side I'm in love with Mary
down and try to find the view, I sadly woke to where I have no hope (It was all a dream) Sorry to have let you down, By now I'll be underground I can't
Nobody knows how could you feel You have everything a girl could want Clothes to wear by Mary Quant She has Money to burn no need to learn She has Money
getting money, it stuck to me like it's some Velcro I got a bitch, she don't wanna fuck me, call her Virgin Mary She always stay by my side like I'm
don't give a god damn Why can't you just understand? My cover's not my story Not everything's so black and white Mary come inside Mom and Dad always say
God rest you merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan's power
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Sinatra spit it, rewind it and rip it I can murder your whole album with a 30 second snippet Pass the Mary Jane like I'm running a train with Peter Parker
God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our savior Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When
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