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Do the Dancer Prancer, Santa
Do the Dancer Prancer, oooh

He has a team of deer
His staff has pointy ears
Got one of them hipster beards
But he's had

it short as long as a beard of a genie
But high as New York's statue that's the you should see me

All my feelings were true
Moments in my head between

Verse 1 (OT The Real)
 
I'm from a chilly place, keep my beard tight, I got a Philly face
Only bars your favorite rapper had was in the pills he ate

Looked at his dog, oh my God, an ill reindeer

But then I was illin' because the man had a beard
And a bag full of goodies, 12 o'clock had neared
So I

Christmas is weird, a guy with a beard
Comes sliding down a chimney that you may or may not have
He fills up some socks with candy or rocks,
You pay

paint it dark
Then your rosy cheeks are gonna light my merry way
Now the frosticals appeared
And they've frozen up my beard
And we'll lie by the fire til

The cutta slicin like butter no more problems over here 
Tech 9 knock off his beard 
Just in case I wasn't clear 
Cause the only nigga I can trust is the one

yangu bho ama big boss 
She crushing on my beard like am Rick Ross 
Inini ndine masinhi, life of a king
Ndakachilla zvangu padheni nothing was the same

Ho, Ho! and a bottle of rum!

I'm Santa   
I'm A Pirate
We aren't alike a lot
The clothes we wear are different
I've a white beard 
Mine is not!
But

Listen niece
We might not be no models
We got a couple mustaches
And a couple of beards
But that don't mean
We ain't legendary though

I be posing in

It's quite disturbing
Becoming a man
Look in the mirror I can see the beards
Look deep in his eyes you can see the tears
Still living the live I

from mumble
Talk shit dog, here's a muzzle
Full grown beard
You're just the stubble
Laid foundation
This wont crumble
WWE,
Ahhh shit, ready to rumble
I

peers
Sipping Wockhardt I ain't drinking no beer
Bitch told me she just wanna sit on my beard
Cartier glasses my vision be clear
Gotta go home but my

birthday
Why they turn the other way
When I ask them what their name is
Is it that I'm fat
Does my beard look fucking stupid
Do I got an ugly laugh
I'm not

Knocking niggas out with beards
And I know these niggas is bitch because the FEDS is near

Yeah shawty know I'm good, know I'm good, I'm the right man
Lumberjack beard, slanging wood every night man
I can never choose pretty women that's my

blizzard cold, 20 below
His beard bombarded by the snow
Had frozen stiff and broken free
His only trim since '73

Insubordinate when he was discharged
From

street titles
It's been years we grew beards that grew gray hairs
A lotta cats died son, I'm glad you still here
I traveled cross seas away the D's
Both

Look at the beard
Look how it shine
Look at the "V"
Say dirty whine
So bout that drink
How 'bout a lime
All on that body
I'm finna climb, yeah
So you

brain's cracking, cause this week I'm weak, need a beak firstly
I want a brake to break my wired beard, cause it's dirty
I think I'm so much differently

need to chase her
What it do, me plus you, on some mathematical shit
She's a 10 in my DMs, sending pics I had to go hit
I just grew my beard out, gave

stripes He endured
Beard my cross now I'm free
Hallelujah, Hosanna
He is risen
He's alive
(Let the saints sing)
Hallelujah, Hosanna
He is risen
He's alive

I can’t wait to let my beard grow past my knees
See my kids kids kids grow taller than these trees
Yeah I can’t wait until I can barely see

now my love
Hey yea... heyyyy owwww
Brooklyn boys with beards, are fillin’ all the cars
Silly stiletto girls, blocking all the doors
Black strips