Lyrics:
Bad things come in threes it's the return of quarantine
Your down on your luck
If you believed this year we'd be free
Capitol building breeched waving
a real tough break if you're Santa Claus
Little Johnny wrote a letter to the man in red
I want a bike for Christmas or I'll stab you in the head
And Santa
it for the kid with the dream
Rappin' in the mirror in his room as a teen
Hopin' that he'd be seen by the world, and he would be (would be)
Yeah,
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
sunshine
Here comes one-time the ball was so fine
Heat is blazin' the kids were playin'
His partner was shady tryin' to slave the babies
You're just
you’re a pacifist
I’ll pass this fist like a
Perfect Steve Nash pass assist
You straight ass, all you pass is gas
And if you do the math
You’ll never be
on time
Ever since you left my side
Christmas
Has never been so blue
Cause it's not Christmas
If I don't have you
By New Years
I'll still be alone
Unless
the world
I'll look for you each Christmas Eve
And if I fly by you tomorrow
Would you come back home to me?
I've been waiting through the advent
As each
It's just the family affair
Time to make the living room feel like Madison Square
And if you mad, you a square
Christmas in Cali, it's the family
this time I'll be waiting up by the chimney stack
On this coldest year since brr, up up up above a reindeer's back
I hope you've enjoyed this song so
(Lil Rose, you so wavy)
All I want for Christmas
Is friends that are loyal, or maybe band-aids for my weakened soul
A shorty at my side for every
if I get it
I'll never ask for anything more
It shines, it's new
And it's the one wish that I wish would come true
This year for Christmas I just
area code, check it
[Verse Two: Dice Raw]
This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s
You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be
a true survivor
I'll pay to get you wet: scuba diver
You try to ride, you be in the ER but
Ain't call an Uber driver
The tool'll fire and lift him up
When
family
This Christmas I'm praying to God for peace
Pieces of elite in the streets
This Christmas Santa will you come to slay
Satans got a destiny to lay
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
And fuck his reindeers
I’ll be forgotten and your’ll be remembered in a year.
We wish you a merry christmas, We wish you a merry christmas
We wish you
I remember when we were just kids
Sleeping by the fireplace making our wish
To see santa clause slide down the chimney
To bring us our gifts
Overseas and she by listening
All my diamonds glistening
Shoot your shot and you'll be missin'
Beggin' for a kiss
She call I hit dismiss
She get lost in
me a drink and it's toxic (drank)
New York drippin', it's straight out the faucet (drip)
Nigga can't bite and they cop it (bite)
I be too stiff, I
this young one
Hooping in the sun, proud to be where I come from
Later shootin guns fantasizing
Fascinated by gold rope chains
Looking back at my hood
the comets
Will you come and meet me on Christmas eve
In the evening
Can you come and spend the holidays with me
Tis the season
Little baby sitting by the fire
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
Mama by the window
Watching the stars
Waiting for someone
Mama needs Christmas too
So I'm writing my letter and
Hope that you'll see
I don't need
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