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my flows can call me mr. frosty
Feel like Jack Frost
Wait… hold up wait..
I'm to cold hearted for ah lil bitch, ima snake
Slide to da hoe crib bitch

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos

la Lacoste
Faut que j’me taille sur les côtes
Le cœur de glace à la Jack Frost
J’ai Grandi en pensant que j’avais pas de bol
Aujourd’hui on change la

on
The man with all the toys
Spreadin' joy to my world
His corncob haunts my Jack Frost
Drives him crazy
Anything and everything for my Santa baby

Santa, baby

a leaping out on Venice Beach
There’s not a cloud in the sky
Jack Frost nipping at our sunburned nose
It melts him every time 

We surf on our boards

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping at your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like eskimos.

to serious cause I like to- 

I like to play her like

Strings on my guitar, for all them days that I didn't ball

But now I be icy like Jack Frost

Youngin'

the appetite for wings and Mumbo sauce

Ima og in this shit rock new balance and Hugo boss

Crank so hard cause memory loss
My Flow cold like Jack Frost

love my flow, he love  my sauce 
I Put it on his lip like a gloss 
He fill me up with ice,  call me Jack Frost 
Give me a bottle of rosay Rick Ross 

I

strumentale

Well shit, I guess no one's home
Don't mind if I do, imma ransack this hoe
Call me young Jack Frost
From the village somewhere hidden in the snow

Real P real smoove with this shit
Calling me Jack Frost real coo with the shit
Come thru real player watch me G slide
Been good from the west

riches while I lived in the hill

You bitches pop looking sick on them pills
You would think I'm Jack Frost from the way I just be giving them chills
Ewww,

at the weather
Brand new car with some nice ass Leather
I feel like I'm lost
Just like Jack Frost
This songs like Brail
You gotta feel it to understand
None

cleaning off my body but He don't be using dawn
Bars cold like Jack Frost
Jesus He the boss
Gotta keep my eyes up on the cross
DM's flooded everyday they

golf
I put the racks in the vault
I'm Brady yes you Jared Goff yea I'm high as a loft
Yeah I'm the coldest fuck Jack Frost
Put a bag in the air I'm randy

on the Cross,
Bleeding for the lost,
Can you count the cost 
or is your heart like Jack Frost?

Rose up from the dead like, whoa.Rising the the sky, He gave us

40 bones for the coat on the shoulders
Pushing boulders moving down the line
Big tip toes cold water opened eyes
Jack Frost with the sled tread

Heart cold, Jack Frost, ain't nothing left but the Black box
Whiplash, plane crash, looking forward to the Lights off
Take mine, use it, I ain't got

Nigga you don't know shit, how are you the boss
Bitch be running routes, like Randy Mars
Looking at my neck, call it Jack Frost
A nigga talk about you, he

altro pianeta
Splendo sempre tipo cometa
Vedo bianco colpa della scheda
Vesto Schick Patrik tipo polo Lacoste
Freddo freddo Jack Frost
Solo solo senza

you’re ready
I’m waiting patiently
I’ll be your Jack Frost, baby
I’m nipping at your nose.
I’m right inside the box that’s
Tied up with ribbons and bows

Where's Connor
Ay, yeah bout to pop
Ay, mm, yeah bout to pop
Pray you don't get lost, hang in there big dog

Jack Frost, it get heated, lookin' all

on the Cross,
Bleeding for the lost,
Can you count the cost 
or is your heart like Jack Frost?

Rose up from the dead like, whoa.Rising the the sky, He gave us

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos