Lyrics:
all up in they rectum Slappin' and selectin' 'em, checkin' 'em, disrespectin' 'em Just deckin' 'em, deckin' 'em, deckin' 'em Who in their right mind
all up in they rectum Slappin' and selectin' 'em, checkin' 'em, disrespectin' 'em Just deckin' 'em, deckin' 'em, deckin' 'em Who in their right mind
Deckin' her sweet halls for my North Pole Post. Give her 30 lashings with my tongue like Santa's whip Will not be too long before we play "Just the Tip"
while yo friends be out there wreckin' shit Checkin' it, I'm deckin' it Bored of yo ass, tech-deckin' it Kick flip a bitch and dick tip her slit When I'm
tree All wrapped up in joyful jolly Deckin' those halls with tinsel and holly What's in your heart What do you live for What's gonna be that thing
the perfect girl for me But I guess that's what happens when you gamble a lot Bitch I'm never gonna fold on you, I was the one puttin gold on you Deckin you
yeah It’s a merry merry Christmas We ain’t perfect we ain’t deckin all the halls This time of year we come together through it all Recognize it don’t get
in, I'm deckin' it, makin' an entrance, I know where the exit is We kick them hoes out, ain't no room service We ain't bringing no breakfast in Got
with your instant replay Or, deckin like Tekken So, show some respect when respect is given to you And, watch out for the forty too Fake curve
eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin Hold on the horse 'cause the force is like dark If you can't slide then stay out the park And my preachers don't know ya then
eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin Hold on the horse 'cause the force is like dark If you can't slide then stay out the park And my preachers don't know ya then
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk Play me like a punk like
involved with that he say, she say But, if you've lost you'll receive a a** whippin with your instant replay Or, deckin like Tekken So, show some
Well I started out to be a towboat man But I never got the hang of a ratchet bar I was a -growin up a-deckin in the Illinois trade with coal dust
the tongue That purple steady stankin You talking yo the deckin I got swag I got juice See me in that bentley coupe Right from runnin shoot You be running when
here, I'll be right here For some, this season is the hardest of all Fightin' the tears as they're deckin' the halls The bitter sweet of every
been waiting Yeah, I'm a nice gift And I know how to shake it We deckin' halls, 'cause Santa's coming Christmas Eve Big shiny balls, all up on that
and now you`ll drown In the river, I`ll give ya, reasons you should shiver Cause when I get to wreckin and deckin, I won`t forgive ya You had
ourselves (sly, we fly) And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly) Deckin' in chins, to knock a rapper, he's bawlin' bro Off in my Timbs, I makes
fuck the humble shit Kid I crumble shit, motherfuckers know I never fumble shit So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deck-in 'cause in
deckin you Disrespectin you Clever whenever I select a new dialogue One plus one get it together Girls don`t despair cause I`ll be your `Fair Weather
glue without a clue you your loophole is deckin' in the halls to ring bells in fear of losing clientels my work place is infinite but
or pa dukes? There's two scoops a raisin in the sun Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room Bird peckin', doulbe deckin', rubber
or pa dukes? There's two scoops a raisin in the sun Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room Bird peckin', doulbe deckin', rubber
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