Tell Santa
Tyga
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Ay, tell Santa don't come this Christmas Bitch, I'm outside getting gifts with the mobstick, yeah Playing Bobby Shmurda, I'm a hot nigga Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious, whoa Nigga, I'm too clean for a moshpit Nigga ain't a nerd but she playing with my joystick, yeah And I got the sled outside (side) And I got a neck full of ice (ice) Ay, tell Santa, "Don't kill the vibe" (vibe) 'Tis the season to ride (ride) She a bunny, she energized (-gized) Bang it up, then I slide (bang it) Ay, she do bi in Dubai (Dubai) She like girls, so do I (I do) She give head in the sky (whoa) Club mile high (hah) Yeah, rappers tryna f*ck on my ex hoes (ay) Yeah, these niggas rap good but they weirdos (yeah) You ain't hangin' out the window on Melrose 'Cause my niggas stay strapped like Velcro Yeah, off the Casamigos when it's YOLO (YOLO) Saint Nick, I got three hoes (three hoes) I'm a star, you just B-roll (background) Show that pussy for a C-Note (bitch) Ay, tell Santa don't come this Christmas Bitch, I'm outside getting gifts with the mobstick, yeah (ay) Playing Bobby Shmurda, I'm a hot nigga Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious, whoa (whoa) Nigga, I'm too clean for a moshpit Nigga ain't a nerd but she playing with my joystick, yeah (yeah) And I got the sled outside (side) And I got a neck full of ice (ice) Tell Santa don't come this Christmas Bitch, I been naughty with the Glock, I'm a misfit I been came and she sucking on my limp biscuit Money talk awaken my senses Two Maybachs, that's two twin Benzies If I said "f*ck you", then I meant that shit No friend zone, it's fucking in this friendship (yeah) Yellow diamonds, looking like a Simpson, bitch I got hitman and a henchman (whoa) Glocky in the toolbox, I got wrench, man My brother AE from Oakland, so rich He thought he's from Richmond (yeah) Whispering, angel turn to demon when she sip it (sip it) I'ma get my bitch back like Tristan (get it?) I like a bad bitch with no resistance (nope) I like relationships, long distance Ay, tell Santa don't come this Christmas Bitch, I'm outside getting gifts with the mobstick, yeah Playing Bobby Shmurda, I'm a hot nigga Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious, whoa Nigga, I'm too clean for a moshpit Nigga ain't a nerd but she playing with my joystick, yeah And I got the sled outside (side) And I got a neck full of ice (ice) Tell Santa don't come this Christmas Bitch, I been naughty with the Glock, I'm a misfit I been came and she sucking on my limp biscuit Money talk awaken my senses Two Maybachs, that's two twin Benzies If I said "f*ck you", then I meant that shit No friend zone, it's fucking in this friendship Yellow diamonds, looking like a Simpson, bitch
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Written by: Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Alfredo Sebastian Lopez, Michael Stevenson
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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