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moves
Hips ticking tocking to pass time
Missing the touch of the big hand sliding by grabbing thighs
Beads of sweat turning good girls wild	
It’s all in

and be riches
Now every year I ain't have no christmases
But Ian trippin
It was tax season when that Christmas came for me
My grandma took us in
And only

no suite and tie
No lie when I come by imma fuck it up
Hennessy in my double cup girl you know what's up
From the back baby make it clap gotta nigga

Ain’t no handle on it
So many gifts for Christmas Santa might want em
Check
Have the fans head bobbing
Head nodding
They was like get em, get em, so I got

missin
Lil nigga, I was raised by the real no fishin'
Focus on the mission

Hold up, let the beat build
You either gon' kill or you gon' be killed
Never

little hater
I ain't trying do no favors
I will fuck your mamma, fuck you sister, fuck your girl yeah I fuck your lady
Ain't no fuck boy but I'm fucking

Tampons ain’t even enough you pussys can’t be saved
I’m all up in your hair that’s why you need to stay shaved
Leave you amazed by the way that I tear up

Wake me up
It's been a long night of drinking at the bar
Whiskey shots help to cover up the harm
She left it all unglued
It's Christmas time and her

Don't you hate getting cole for Christmas
Like it sucks you know like
You're just waking up
You're expecting to get some candy
Maybe some toys
Maybe

light up The city
My dawgs are lions got no collars they With me
Yuhh
None of these Hoe Hoe Hoes!
Last time I checked I didn't sign up for Christmas
My

know I be home, hit me on my trap phoneee
Shawty you the one, ain't too many options
These other girls here but you the one that's popping
I need

Yo Kay Slay! We 'bout to show them
What the bad girls all about

Yeah that's what I'm talkin about! I know
It's a few of y'all left!
Matter of fact!

Frontman In Heaven

Okkervil River

Away

2016

around

And the good old boys on their leatherette
Want a woman who was down for whatever
I learned to be compassionate by watching those working girls

me
And ever girl I see a fucking hoe to me
I beat it up
Like it nobody business
You bout to get this dick bitch shit
Merry Christmas
She a thick bad

The Things That I Used to Do

G. Love & Special Sauce

G. Love & Special Sauce

1994

know I'll go back to my family too.
Ain't nuthin I do will please ya girl,
Lord knows I just can't get along with you.





Never do them no more baby

was missin'
And being Santa to Lil boys and girls for Christmas
And speaking up when cats in the movement was tripping
People disagreed with you but

Gravy

Gym shorts with the Hawaiian
Yo girl got high demand and Gravy be supplyin'
No denyin', that Gravy satisfyin'
Ride off with yo side bitch

There's people spreading holiday cheer, all over town tonight
But I'm gonna make the naughty list with you
We could watch them light the Christmas

know it you can't tell me nothing
Everyday she get the checks in
Everyday she flexing
Every time she walkin' by
Got all the homies checking
Every time

ignore
Like you done kicked in the door 
Baby you look good in Christian Dior
Girl i can't ignore

Out with my niggas or all by myself 
Put me at ease yea

even sly
He not even fly
That's why you gone hit my line
When you get codependent
New life she said I got no room in it
Things get lonely at Christmas
I

the difference
Between halloween and christmas
I'm? meets harry potter
I'mma muthafucking wizard, ha
Reporting to you live via satellite
Or in a sex tape with

unwrapping presents on Christmas
You gonna get the call back but this isn't no audition
After all this, you gon' get a call back
This ain't an audition but you

still feel alone if, I still feel alone if
Rags to riches my niggas back on business
They say I had to whiteness, I say I start and I finish
Girl I'm way