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Bitch, please do not interject
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat
Got 'em waiting for my verses like it's Christmas to come
nuttin to lose but um
But I got to do this shit real quick so um
Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I'll bust mine
And I be out cuz I got to see this
the cookies and the milk
Put the carrots on the roof
Will he come down, the chimney to the fireplace
Maybe I'll see his face
Oh wait I'm sleeping
Maybe I'll be
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
wanna see me
Come meet me up at the venue
Remember to bring your skrilla cause I
Don't do shit for free
And if you want a track
Get ready to pay a fee
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
made on Hollis Ave
Q-B-O-R-O, nigga, makin niggas seem easy
Yo
From the days of arm call niggas hung around blocks and corner stores
Herringbone
I love you
A peace on Earth we could not come near
Goodwill to men at this time of year
If the truth be told
Reindeers don't reign dear x
in your bag
Feels so nice to be naughty
Now come and touch on my body
Working at the mall as Santa for Christmas
Listening to kids read their real long
that shit too
Why on December 26th
Everybody be mad
Cause they done over spent
And went and fucked up they bag
Trying to get them kids a Christmas
That
and he wasn't even sick
So come and gather around me my contemporary peers
And I'll tell you all the story of
Jesus, the missing years
[Chorus]
We
you there
I know you care, felt numb since September
When I heard the news, what I'd do to speak one last time
Think I always will be haunted by
killers.
[Verse 3: Ruc]
96 buildings of children, guns, and bad feelings
Q.B. see we rep by the Millions
each block, ten spots, a hundred different villians
felt that winter chill
Come own over baby
Pick yourself up from the floor
If you can make it across town tonight
I'll be waiting by the door
Come
prepare to take off
Take me off the Naughty list
I swear I'll be a good kid
Fuck what they say
Smokin Xanny doesn't mean shit
Finess Santa's sleigh n
Hit
laying
Naked by the tree, here Santa comes runnin’
Pop my pussy and pussy
Come unwrap me, unwrap me
Give me lovin’ and touchin’
Christmas mornin’ is
Nothing worse in this world when Christmas Day is just another day, no jingle bells from Santa's sleigh
Where every kid are the kids that St. Nick forgot
Piss, piss. I was born to be rich, santa knows I had money on my christmas list and when you get some
Comes chicks, then all of your texts end in a kiss,
you forgot
It's Christmas only Santa in my chimney
He want all this smoke
It's cold outside, wear me as a coat
Saint Nicholas, let's get ridiculous
Come
"Yeah"
She said, "Why?"
I said, "Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy"
She said, "How do I know you're not sick?
You could be some deranged
you
Iz where me won be
Holdin' you in my arms over
Christmas pon de island
Come on by, us stan home, aye
(Da da doop, da doon da doo doddy)
We no need
said, "Why?"
I said, "Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy"
She said, "How do I know you're not sick?
You could be some deranged lunatic"
I
a Christmas miracle
Get over here Santa
Yeah come here big boy
Fuck you Santa
Yeah
Be back next year bitch
girl ever
Whatever, now she like sour amaretto
She wears a dress to the T like the letter
And if you make it rain she will be under the weather
She
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