Lyrics:
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
shopping in the mall
The kids can do the Santa thing
Photographs and all
We'll get the biggest tree this year
And trim it to the top
And spend a whole
the softest fucking drinks on the market
Yes sir, the Thunderbirds have gone
The wagons rolling on
And I'm on it
And there's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
Vodka
pull your waistband up like you expectin' a flood
And slick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them
the softest fucking drinks, find on the market
Yes sir, the Thunder Birds have gone
And the wagon's rolling on and I'm on it
There's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
Christmas
And as we trim the tree
How much fun it's gonna be together
This Christmas
Fire side is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
pull your waistband up like you expectin' a flood
And slick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud
Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them
in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex
Had an ending scene
But these memories come home again
While we trim the Christmas tree
Spend the day with our families
Catching up
With stories we
tree
Christmas tree, oh ooh oh, oh yeah
{piano solo by Dr. John}
Ooh, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
[Dr. John]
St.
shopping in the mall
The kids can do the Santa thing
Photographs and all
We'll get the biggest tree this year
And trim it to the top
And spend a whole
jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex
Wheels, cars, and blocks
Step-up spidey sippy cup, and baby Yoda socks
Favorite books by Dr. Seuss, army guys, and tractors too
All aboard my red caboose,
Dr. Seuss
Dr. Seuss
Chorus
Ooh I got a crush on you
I betcha didn't know
Ooh I got a crush on you
Yesterday at school I saw you as you passed me
might get lost
I'm not a role model or a Dr. Seuss yo I'm a gangsta
And I'm about to get stupid
I guess its time for the trama
With the E-a-z-why-e
been listenin' more to Dr. Seuss,
Readin' up on Mother Goose,
Seems she's quite a lady.
I've been seein' lots of pinks and blues,
An' little bitty tennis
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
kid, slip kid, second generation
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free
rocket-launchin (yeah)
Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him
Kweli -- spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
Favorite emcee, that your
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
And go take about like twenty G's from Gino (Notorious)
Tell that motherfucker get this nigga next door up out
me just screams fuck off
I know I shouldn't be rapping it's not for me
Proper place for me is up in a tree
Who am I kidding, I can't climb a tree
he's anything like me
He'll probably climb a tree to tall and ride his bike too fast
End up every summer wearin' something in a cast
He's gonna throw
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