Lyrics:
this is the Christmas part
And we're gonna tell you what to get, uh, your true love for Christmas
Look out the window
Where? What are you doing?
than a fucking skateboard
Okay boy
So get out of the game boy
And I ain't trying to hate
But you don't know how to play boy
Haa over here is open shop
So
head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use
by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up
Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt)
Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I
well and I've been okay
Fresh out of jail and it's to late to make the same mistakes
So I'll sit home wait by the phone get drunk and sleep alone
Back
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (how those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who worked
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (how those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who
die
Swear I'm done with all the bullshit like I moved up out the Chi'
All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet
I'm the only one stopping
(fuck the system)
Not from golden state
Still I’m a warrior like curry (border baby)
Third coast baby
Where were swinging and swerving (Texas boy
go to dvd
I be suited and booted when im out in public they see me
Im like waka flocka with these hoes i be like oh lets do it
I need you and you in
a baby momma
In ninth grade like my dawg
That I didn’t have to go
Drop out of school and go get a job
That I didn’t have to go slang dope
And drive by
tied
And I put a sign out along curbside
And with twelve more they will coincide
And act as your weekend yard sale guide
Because at my yard sale I'm
you out that pack like I'm Ruben Studdard
Sniper like a quarterback, he shoot flea flickers
Don't worry about ducking when in traffic, boy, these heat
watch a Rolex (Okay)
And if you make her yo ex
You'll watch me Rol to yo ex
Mmm
Tell you be blessed as the weight fall to yo chest
I'm workin' her out for
of that lamp
and that boy did'nt have to do a thing for it
to fall it into his hands.
All the above reasons why i must destroy him.
Wow! this is the most
down till I came up, and niggas still switched
DVD, we spin his block like a disk
Boy, I'm fucking these hoes, they don't get compliments
I got the 50,
Oh yeah, see I can't work it out
Oh jeez, you tease, you're pretty much everything that I need
Good flirt, nice shirt, I can feel I'm gonna fall
a black book bag,
Them times in the snow was a drag
Pull the ciggi out get a drag
But I'm all by my solo dolo,
I let my silence ring, ring
No Frodo
CHORUS
it by the onion
I'm stacking diamonds like it's money
But y'all niggas bugging
And niggas know I came straight up out the freezer then they threw me
Mama papa childless dancing one two three
Goldilocks never tried out you and me
Hey there's a new boy in town
He's the one with the golden crown
I don't
Know he wanna be me, nigga can't see me (Hoo)
New ring lookin' like a DVD
Boy better chill like he just hit the CBD
My niggas shoot and swipe just like
I watch out
I'm shut down
It always falls apart
I watch out
I'm shut down
It always falls apart
Carry me away in a coffin
That's the day
this is the Christmas part
And we're gonna tell you what to get, uh, your true love for Christmas
Look out the window
Where? What are you doing?
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