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Oh shit, Santa replied
Roll up the mistletoe, sip on some wine
Lets make it snow, it's Christmas time
No playing herе, make it rain dear
(Ho, ho, ho)
go crazy Mid west up north south side
When they see me how I'm doin I'm fine All that ordinary mess don't phase me Oh they love it when the west go
(You did good, $lick)
(It's a smash)
Okay, yeah, hol' up, pull up
Yeah, hol' up, pull up
Yeah, yeah, pull up
Yeah, pull up
I just pulled up
Peel off then roll up
You niggas better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I aim, let it flame
Blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt
it's my turn to whip niggas, and have niggas Cross have it, look
keep it for 3 months and I'm gon' let ya'll by, yeah, right now
I'm lookin' for
for 3 months and I'm gon' let ya'll by, yeah, right now
I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably gonna be it, hey Ma
QP's the baddest, yo' sex, remind's
with me when I'm broke, so when I'm up, it's on the floor
Take a shot an take one more, roll a blunt and watch the smoke
Told yo bitch I'm on the way,
baby, oh I won't turn around
Oh I won't turn around
If I'm not over you by Georgia, then I'll head to Alabama
Roll on to Mississippi, or maybe
be down for the roll
You think this shit funny?
Can't let the game go
Don't fuck with no dumb shit, remember the oath
Still doing the most
Either love
at
From the plaques to the uh-uh
Everything fat
Got Mustard on a track
My girls all stack
When I roll down the window, let me know where you're
me some clothes
You had the powder you put on your feet
We had that powder you sniff in your nose
My niggas live by a code
Now if I let you, you
the word
With this rap shit
Grinding hard to the finish
(Ok)
And I don’t see no ending
So I’m pushing it to the limit
I’m repping Mississippi faithfully
check not the one two step
Um strapped I'll leave every cat among you wet
Now lets go! you know I'm politically incorrect
At the show I start it with
to the one two check not the one two step
Um strapped I?ll leave every cat among you wet
Now lets GO! you know I'm politically incorrect
At the show I start it
Once again, another Trax productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when you ain't
money by the hour
Red (red), power deh yah, green (green), shower deh yah
Dem green with envy when me roll di purple skunk
Inna di black Beamer, white
I'm prolific
Got a man with a fine ass from Brunswick
Begging for my third leg
Trying not to bust quick
Take it up North
Next one from Toledo
Let me
gotta let me go
This bucket ain't rollin' in snow
It's my hooptie
Alright, alright this is how it went
I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife
Perfect opportunity to take another life
Unfortunately I'm fucking
smoking crack (let's get it)
By sixteen, I was pimping, fucking bitches back to back (let's get it)
Ben was with me in the trap, told me, "Rap and don't
the liquor from the homies
Hit the west side bar we been chilling in the corner
At the north side source talking dere by the water,
See the slick eye rolls
You always take me by surprise, like when it rains in California
Yeah, you do
You got a crazy sense of humour, dry as the sands in Arizona
You
You always take me by surprise, like when it rains in California
Yeah, you do
You got a crazy sense of humour, dry as the sands in Arizona
You
Eastside
Ay, are we ready, we ready?
Westside
Ay, are we ready, we ready?
Southside
Ay, are we ready, we ready?
North side
Ay, are we ready,
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