DeCicco
‘Twas the night before Christmas your bitch sittin’ on my lap
Got her presents like I’m Santa then I hit her from the back
And I put her on the naughty list cause’ she ain’t texting back
Now I’m holly and I’m jolly til’ her mom and dad get back, woah
Lil’ shawty you know I want you for Christmas (Yeah, yeah)
Only thing that’s written on my wishlist (Skrrt)
Poppin’ medicine like I just got a sickness (Sickness)
One day I’ll be damned I’ll really miss this
I don’t want a lot for Christmas (No)
There is just one thing I need (I need)
I don’t care about the presents (Ah)
Underneath the Christmas tree (Alright)
I don’t need to hang my stocking (Nah)
There upon the fireplace (Fireplace)
Santa Claus will make me happy (Yeah)
With the toy on Christmas day (DeCicco)
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is
Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer (Alright, yeah)
And a ‘lotta reindeer hoes (Of reindeer hoes)
And if you ever saw him (Saw him)
You could always see his glow (Glow)
All of the other reindeer (Reindeer)
Used to laugh and call him names (Call him names)
They wouldn’t let poor Rudolf
Join in in their reindeer games
I put the money and the fame
On the naughty list I ain’t fuck with Santa (Yeah)
West Coast to Atlanta bad bitch [?] Hannah Montana (Oh)
I got the racks in my stocking people stare every time that I walk in
Pussy boy why you talkin’
Blowin’ up and there ain’t no stoppin’
Super cold, North Pole and I like the way she with the pole
[?] in the game and I want some dough
Want some dough, they can never ever match the flow
Match the flow (DeCicco)
Walkin’ around the Christmas tree
I don’t want no problems, make the history
[?] all that work, call it chemistry
And I got a ‘lotta people I call frenemies
Oh, the weather outside is frightful (Frightful)
But the fire’s so delightful (Delightful)
And since we got no ways to go (No ways)
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow (Snow, snow)
Man it doesn’t show signs of stopping
And I brought some pills for popping
And the lights are turned down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! (Alright, yeah)
‘Twas the night before Christmas your bitch sittin’ on my lap
Got her presents like I’m Santa then I hit her from the back
And I put her on the naughty list cause’ she ain’t texting back
Now I’m holly and I’m jolly til’ her mom and dad get back, woah (Yeah)
Lil’ shawty you know I want you for Christmas (Yeah yeah)
Only thing that’s written on my wishlist (Skrrt)
Poppin’ medicine like I just got a sickness (Sickness)
One day I’ll be damned I’ll really miss this
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