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know which is worst
You ain't never seen babe on me, same pants, I'm switching shirts
F*** a wave, I am the wave, since soulja tee's and that stocking

what's the outcome
I got to slay it I don't got no option
94 oj I got me Cochran
Love it when it's just the coat and your stockings
That trench you got

favorite stocking stuffers
Starring
Michael Bublé
It's funny how
The happy daze
Surrounding this town
Will never come down to where I lay
If Santa asks

Through the elm and ivory
I saw people talking
Stockings choke legs walking
Let's do it again soon
Run cross empty fields past noon
Stay together in

I'll hang stockings by the fire
Take peppermint canes out the cupboard
Up to the attic, a box full of lights
So much more we've left to discover

just one thing I need (and I)
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace

Torn stockings and Stiletto heels
She's hot little mess
Wearing a tight, black dress
Murder red lips and bouncy tits
She's out looking for her

shit around my neck while I'm stocking
I slayed our unicorn but you know the main attraction!
Real G's move in silence like lasagna
What goes around

like a nightmare walking
And I'm stocking these goons 
I get my prey often
Suck this d*ck
Just kidding get up off it
Cower before me like I was reppin'

to the teller
Pull the gun
And fill the duffle bag
Sell that gram to kids who 17
And get a hunnid cash
Always sporting John Lennon shades
And a stocking cap

Santa cutie, fill my stocking with a duplex
And checks
Sign your 'X' on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my

hanging by the stockings
Mamma's baking cookies and treats, I don't think she'll be watching
Who would know if I took one to go
Those red and white stripes

face
In the morning, In the morning
Under the tree all your wishes are in place
In the morning, in the morning

Stockings are hung and filled with hope

Tonight

All the bells are ringing
Snow sticks to the ground
I won't even look outside
If you're not around
The stockings have been hung up
It's time to say

Clad in black, stockings up her thighs
I watch her from my table while she takes her seat outside
8 pm, the sun goes down
Here comes another night

an angel on the outside; got 'em guessin'
But, when we 'lone; girl, you turn in-to-a- devil...
Pitch-fork, red stockings all up in the bed
Sheets on hefloor,

from talking shit to fake complements
And all the workers live like god exists
Stocking chips in my sarcophagus
So when I die I can sleep with my

I walk around this tree
Those snowmen follow me
One lonely stocking
And there's no more golden rings

I have no gift to bring
The halls are choked in

One again the that times arrived
Been so much build up can't believe your eyes
Last nights glasses all over the floor
Christmas stocking hanging

Fresh greens and a tree 
Little children - their eyes open wide 
Sitting on Santa's knee 
Pennies and Apples filled my stocking 
We sang carols; kin came

and love
Let the twinkling lights illuminate the dark
I can feel it's Christmas in my heart
It's Christmas in my heart

It won't be the hopeful stockings

they hang their Stockings looked out the window to see who was pocking Open up the door a manly voice starts talking 
She ran up stairs in the room

All set for Christmas
Hung stockings on the chimney
I'm ready for the big day
For Santa to come my way
Am I just crazy
Or maybe something's missing

on his way
Hanging out all of the stockings ready for christmas day
Its christmas time
Waking up to see all of the presents sitting underneath your tree