Lyrics:
cover up your head
Don't you lock the doors
You know that sweet Santa Claus in on the way
Well I wish it could be Christmas every day
When the kids start
The automatic rhymes write by themselves
The utility belt-in on eBay for sale
My rhymes scope your scalp like
A medicated hair gel
I don't wan't pampers to squel
holes
Or he will pass you by
Santa Claus likes the quiet
Or so I've always heard
So go to sleep, without
Another word.
Be sure not to make a sound
'Cause
ass down your chimney promoting materialism and Coca Cola mostly all of these people are in denial an I will put that on the bible an they will all be
cover up your head
Don't you lock the doors
You know that sweet Santa Claus in on the way
Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids
When you're smiling, there in your attire
Fancy styling
Right here by the fire
Quite beguiling, my, don't you inspire
I'm santarrific if I do say
down your track
Well i prayed to jesus and i prayed to god
I prayed to st mary and to santa claus
But i didn’t get no answer yet
No i didn’t get no
Yes, let me dig into your brain, folks falling like rain
Property got me selling things, guess I'm gon' explain
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be
Mrs. Claus laying down
Naked on the table
Slamming body shots
With a bit of luck
You could be a pimp like me
But pro'lly not
Dudes are playing, throwing
No gingerbread, no safety net
No loose change, no change, no
Santa Claus is coming
'Cause Santa Claus ain't coming
No room at the Holiday Inn again
tree
Naughty or nice your secret Santa's safe with me
'Til the reindeer come a knockin' we ain't got no place to be
You can hang your hat on my
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
The whole world's talkin' 'bout
How I'm your stand by Santa Claus
But ooh, your kisses thrill me,
Sure love your angel eyes
The devil in you kills me,
But I
Better watch out.
Keep an eye on the moon
There's no doubt
He's flying in soon.
Santa Claus is on his way!
Twas the night before Christmas, when all
on my toes
The whole world's talkin' 'bout
How I'm your stand by Santa Claus
But ooh, your kisses thrill me, sho' love your angel eyes
The devil in
been so naughty
And I find that so nice
I'll be coming down your chimney
Down your chimney pipe tonight
So put on your elf dress
And sit on Santa's lap
like Santa Claus
I put an extra wish on a star
I'm tryna be wherever you are
Don't wanna be lonely tonight
Cause Christmas ain't the same
Without you by
kill?
No need to pretend 'cause this shit is real
Don't be blinded by the red and blue lights
It's time to ride, it's time to rise up
Pay attention
Piguet (yeah)
Bro too up he want a Audemar he get (yeah)
Trap really kicking don't get it twisted like Keith Sweat (like Keith Sweat)
My name Cassino but I
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
Christmas on the beat
Santa in the sheets
It's not my fault Mrs claus wants the D
(Trust)
Mrs claus, Ethan's got her on all fours
None of your wives are safe
a peaceful situation
Not some court ordered mandate shit
Give me that real better love
Not that shit had Keith sweat
Twisted up
Don’t get too evil wit
out your sleep
Just to whatch ah nigga eat that pussy turn her ass around then I beat that pussy
Make that shit sweat like I'm Keith up in that pussy
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