Lyrics:
to celebrate Christmas
Christmas Day comes once a year
but it should be year round
The season never ends in my heart
I'll be home for Christmas with Christmas
can't stand mass
The North Pole is my favourite land mass
'Tis the season for a Christmas treason
So I rode a horse like it was my friend
Down the road I
doing justice to all
The people that feel like I do cause for
Every person who doesn't understand it is
There is a person who feels like me
Who feels like
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
a punk bitch
Everythin' you say and everythin' you do
Makes you a punk bitch, no good, no doubt
All I gotta do is stick a dick in your mouth
want
Cave
Let's cruise on down the shore, pretend it's Christmas all day
Oh by the way
This one might feel like a slap in the face
There ain't no gospel in
like Christmas
Slay bitches and party everyday like this is the last
I'm with my heckles connecting and we hitting the lad
This is my level, fuck if it
carats than a salad (c'mon)
My teeth are mind blowing, giving everybody chills
Call me George Foreman 'cause I'm selling everybody grills
Smile for me
carats than a salad (c'mon)
My teeth are mind blowing, giving everybody chills
Call me George Foreman 'cause I'm selling everybody grills
Smile for me
Elves making ‘em gifts, ooh they making it right
Santa Claus is coming, tonight ha
But like Mariah, all I want for Christmas, is you, haha
Make my wish
know that I rip it
All I need is a minute
Get up in it and leave it obliterated
And you want to test me?
You're fucking with a killer, bitch
"Ripper"
mine this Christmas
Fuck Santa, baby all you need is me
Fuck you front of cameras baby, all in HD
I know that your parents probably hate me
Damn
They
pulp
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square
I want
"Doo-doo-doo-doot, doo-doo-doo-doo-doot!"
It's 2:30 and the sun is beaming
Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screaming
Hungry for anything unhealthy
eye pains
Lipstick on my limp dick
Mommy
I want a skateboard
Mommy
I want to rape whores
Mommy where's daddy?
Mommy what that man came for?
I
want a hippopotamus
I've got my two front teeth
I think that I speak for a lot of us
Rocking around the tree
I hope Kroenke Sports gets a visit
From
sleeves
It's hard to haul trees in subzero degrees
We smell like evergreens
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
And some mistletoe all up in
wrong
But you asked for it baby
You'se a pig nigga ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on front teeth
You get dumb sweet you want heat
You
legandary as I might be
suckas want to try and kick step all over me
first I ignore them and try to be cool about it
but here I am at a club man it's too
degree, I could flip your Vee
I call my stick Moses
I split your waves in half
Like he split the sea
Niggas don't want smoke, trust me
It's all talk
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
nice to do bids or ever hit skid
Fronts in the bottom of my teeth like whatever shit
On the real, gettin played, what, I never did
'Cause on the mic I
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