Lyrics:
back to me
Oh Santa Babe
Take me away
I mailed my letter to you yesterday
For my wishes to come true
So I'll never be blue
Stop by my tree
Thoughts inside my dome
Wanna be the one to take you home
Baby I ain't got nowhere to go
I don't wanna spend Christmas alone
I'm getting tipsy off
Come on take a listen (Listen up)
This summer sun this glow this glisten
Come on you don't know what you're missin'
Another time for now just take
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
you’re all alone
If not all I wish for a little snow
Cuz this year looks like I’ll be stuck in Nashville TN
Wish I could come home this Christmas
Being
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
Intro:
[Narrator]
So after Thanksgiving dinner
The Smith family wrote letters to Santa
[Dad]
Why aren't you writing your list
[Darrell]
What's
I'm always just the brand new kid in town.
cnd by the way, could you bring me a sleigh.
Unless I'm living where there is no snow.
Instead I'll take
manage I'll be fine
I'm really the one, if you can't see that then you blind
Bitch open yo eyes
Yeah I caught charges, I still caught em by surprise
Fo you
kick it,
I got your letter, I'll pull up in the sleigh, couple reindeer
Shoot what you doing on New Years
Chat up! You bastard assassin!
Come on to see, my christmas time!
Santa Claus in Hell! 3x
Santa Claus in ... 4x
Hell!!!!
By Dibih Tiberius
I'll take a ticket to a concert,
Watch Paramore while they sing,
Yeah Santa give me,
Those simple things,
Live Christmas every day,
Heaven you can
bells
You can wait up on Santa, but this is how Christmas comin'
Is there anything that you would like to hide before i come in?
It's been an entire year,
digested
Regurgitate these universal lessons
To the musical melodies synthesized by the key
Bored of modern music
Come along if you wanna party with me
Just
outside and play
Christmas can't be very far away
Weather girl says "bundle up"
It's gonna be a cold one
I'll put on my wooly hat
You'll wear your
two front teeth
uncle Eazy be the ????
just spread me a leaf
little kids don't cry
when you find out the Santa Claus is just a fuckin' lye.
[Eazy-E]
the sack to keep the kids alive
Christmas is give not get so we gave this song to you
Then comes the new year when we'll be all known by June
Cloud-nining
my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing for shoes
F- them stupid Pumas, b-, it's all about them new edition Troops
You get them LL Cool J
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
of my Bentley Coup
Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup
I'll be damned if you get more points than me
Sell more joints than me
It's the Top Dawg
Santa's Letter
Yeah my name is Annyhead
I been wrapping, I been a Dancer
The loyalty been good around me
That's why I named a deer
to Jesus, Talking to Jesus
Star in the east, it ain't come with no co-star
Think of your matters, yo, what you put hope on?
A better phrasing of that would be
the first show
Of Jay-Z's eight-night run at the
Brand-new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, but
He says he'll come back
Too "Ain't no afterparty more
Important
a collection of maps, and followed my kids to the edge of the atlas
Someone ever moved them from me
That you coulda bet your a-
If I had to come down
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