Lyrics:
Yo, yo, yo
Time to go, go, go
With Santa Claus
Ready to ho, ho, ho
Ready to turn up
Ready for the snow
It's Christmas time
You already know
Let's go
Yo Yo Uh
That's that's much better
All I want for Christmas is Kiera Knightly
All I want for Christmas is Kiera Knightly
Miley and a Riley Reid
in the game, my brothers
Who are out there doin? what they feel they've got to do
I wanna ask you one favor, let's let the young kids 10, 11, 12 years
Me personally, what? I did three
Kid, you weak, your station and P.A.C.
Yo, son, but fuck this jail shit, son, tell 'em about the streets, son
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting
by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop
by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop
"Yo, Duke, spark up, light up the tropical, kid"
"Alright don't play me like I got a flowerpot head, kid"
"Just chill" (on the real, man)
"Let's go
through YA, nellaz
And all the hogs
He even robbed santa claus on Christmas day
And every Sunday my momma pray that he
Don't get caught up in gunplay
Hey, I
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
look-a-there, the honey
The ooo-wee
Baby, way over there by the apple tree
I love, yo' lovely little apple
I think yo' apple is awful fine
So crazy about yo
a clip up in yo shit, niggaz want to take yo loot
Put an AK47 up in the window of your Lexus Coupe
Murderin and kids are robbers, cop killa in my hood
day, seven thousand kids are gettin locked up
When every day the justice system seems to stay stocked up
When every day they cuttin 'em down 'fore they
when we were kids once
And, on that note, one love Hunts, rest easy bruz
They all wanna know where is my mind
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
They all wanna know
or the kickdrum sound
I be meetin' you, defeatin' you and beatin' you down
My name rings bells and make rappers petrol
God help you, kid, when I get upset, yo
Floodin' my watch, but ain't givin' a clown the time of day
Ain't-ain't talkin' Christmas, wouldn't holla in my holidays
I-I fuck with niggas that be
Damn, GW is here
Don't let your eyes deceive you
Blasting in yo ear
Don't let the beat leave you
2012 hooping at cleave too
All day & all night,
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
the cab, drunk as hell, weed and Beck's on my breath
I'm undercover so I'm dressed in turtleneck and the vest
Tec by the waist, yo cabbie make a left
Hey yo, Queen's get the money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull
to get ahead so things won’t be bad yeah do it
Maria took a needle and with just a few stitches
In no time at all the kids had new britches
Yo do lady yo
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
Q rap woo
12 am in las Vegas taking shots
Am show this fucking haters
What i got
5 O clock in the morning busting nuts
Got yo bitch riding on me
news for you kid
It ain't nothing on my mind but the plot
I be trippin' on my grind for the guap
Only split it with my slime real talk
Yo bitch on my
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