Lyrics:
And spittin' game through my mobile phone
The type of s*** to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug n****
'Tis the season to be servin', what you
And spittin' game through my mobile phone
The type of shit to get them hoes to bone
My definition of a thug nigga
'Tis the season to be servin', what you
'Tis the season to be jolly
'Tis the season to get wasted
This time comes but once a year
So trade your worries for Christmas cheer
'Tis the season
'Tis your kind of music that moves me
That grooves me, that soothes me
Deep in my soul
'Tis your way of saying, "I love you"
Above you, 'tis no one
'Tis sweet to be remembered on a bright or a gloomy day
'Tis sweet to be remembered by a dear one far away
'Tis sweet to be remembered, remembered,
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was
I have heard of a land
On the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high
Where we never shall die
'Tis a land
again, you know
The holidays are upon ya
A celebration for you and yours
‘Tis the season
To spend your time with friends and loved ones
‘Tis the season
Oh, hard times, come again no more
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered
Around
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was
'Tis the Season, yeah
To see the children laughin'
Everybody should be dancin'
Come on clap your hands
Cos 'Tis the Season, yeah
For us to all
I have heard of a land on the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die
'Tis a land where
on strangers, jingle bells and mangers
'Tis the season
Sugar cookies with hollies, Christmas cards and parties
'Tis the season
Christmas is almost here, then it's
The burning hopes, the joy, and idle tears that fall
For 'tis love, and love alone, the world is seeking
And 'tis love, and love alone, that can repay
'Tis
The burning hopes, the joy and idle tears that fall!
For 'tis love, and love alone, the world is seeking,
And 'tis love, and love alone, that can repay!
The burning hopes, the joy, and idle tears that fall
For 'tis love, and love alone, the world is seeking
And 'tis love, and love alone, that can repay
'Tis
Boots on the ground, bodies all around. Spin the reason, ‘tis the season. Boots on the ground, bodies all around. Spin the reason, ‘tis the season.
all want to duly mourn
'Tis done in brighter corners now
'Tis done in brighter corners now
'Tis done in brighter corners now
Now that Jack's black
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
'Tis you,
'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,
'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,
And when we expect of others what we try
Pull up the cork and pour it on
'Tis the beginning of a new dawn
Bring in the wheat and bring in the corn
Inhibition is going, going, gone, all
'Tis the season to be jolly
'Tis the season, songs of joy
Happy girls and happy boys
Lots of presents, lots of fun
Lots of treats for everyone
speakers gan, ayy
Leke leke, bami leke, ay
Gbemi s’okę baba lokę, ay
Otipe timo ‘ti kepe ę
Otipe gan timo ‘ti kepe ę
Leke leke,
Halleluja halleluja
‘Tis kerstmis in het bos
Halleluja halleluja
‘Tis kerstfeest in het bos
In't bos daar staan 4 boompjes
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