Lyrics:
runnin like the flash
Shit im thankful I'm not talkin to the bitches that I had
I'm with josh you can't be lackin on the block if you got cash
I told "A"
Hey, Yeah
Come here, Wussup
Let me tell you something, Humm?
Do me this favor, What favor?
I want you to take care of my kids for me
I'll be right
under my deodorant (fa' sho')
Weeks Ave I see you
Verse 1
Hell Rell:
When that Mac come out
Your dude run run, your crew run run
It's Hell muthafuckin'
list this year
I wrote it forty times on my letter to Santa
And I love my grandma, but it's just weird
Living here without you
Would you please come
cookin up hickory
Dickory dock, my glock tucked by the scrotum
It's Theodore, our chips' all in, you can't hold 'em
'cause the Pips be stinky like Pepi
of two
It's not Romeo and Juliet, it's me and you
You're being handicapped by a Don Juan rap
You can hope I disappear, girl, but I'll be back
'Cause I
I'ma buy you a new crib
I promise your dreams come true like make you a wish
I promise you gonna be proud of this kid
But Mom I'm a man now got to admit
send one of my lil' niggas
Come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket
The police they know I'm legit
bet on black
I'll give you your money's worth, serve up somethin delicious
While, most of these rappers be makin my tummy hurt
Got me upset, sick
finish my thought
Dot, dot, dot
Flingin' a dart into the dark
Consistently missin' my mark
And hittin' the block
A kid in the park that didn't belong
the intro
I'm a new kid on the block, well, it's not that simple
Don't think I deserve success, yeah, imposter syndrome
So I need to go outside and not just
the boss that's why I floss my nina ross
Its one hollow tips as a gift act my name was Santa Claus
Merry Christmas motherfucker, you don't want to take
up
Stop the assuming my trap phone is booming hoe fall in line like I'm Santa
Fuck is you doing don't bring your whole crew in I'll pop that bottle
I’ll blow any second. You can’t come in if you not on the guestlist.
No I won’t serve em if they broke or pregnant, may be the plug but yes I’ve got
you found new Dick
Yeah, yeah, She let me hit it in the new whip
Gave the gawk gawk, her lips were kinda like a noose slipped
Hanging by a thread,
Niggas talking in the hood we'll handle his another day,
In November you make my shit, you should be dead,
If you can catch a Christmas, I'll send you
the Wu-Tang
Like that new bang
Like boom bap
You and your lame raps
I could kill that
Cause I'm flier than that Malibu
And I come thru
Like kung fu
And kick you
now she won't dig you without a melody
Love nerds, used to be into niggas with felonies
We need a new president, where the fuck is Eric B?
Or did my
understood
My shoes too big
Violate, you'll be gettin' your news through B.I.G.
A big rig for a big kid - that's me!
I should've got a scholarship for
now
I think I got enough bandz now
Shawty done got a new hairstyle
I curved that bitch now she assed out
Yes we known to get it and we on the block
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the fuck
Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely
the floor up like its ceiling fan
Ill do it twice yea ill come the Ville again
Know you aint workin that work we been puttin in
Im in the snow while in there
me be your little drummer (Drummer)
Girl I’m loving what you serving
Keep it coming (Coming)
Rub my tummy shawty
Yummy (Yummy)
She said Christmas
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