Lyrics:
Christmas ever was, was the first
By the time we got to Grandpa's house
His Christmas lights had burned it down
So we had to take him home to live with
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and grandpa
rocking baggy clothes
Back on Barbara Drive playing tag with my fucking bros
Now, when Christmas hits I always feel alone
Shawty not around, she completely
sings of hope
Our time together flew by fast
Christmas memories always last
I just want to be home for Christmas
Just me and the ghost of Christmas past
It was the night before Christmas, just me and my spouse
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
We got our sweatpants on, we ain't leavin'
me
House smell like cinnamon and pine trees
Catch me in my jammies
Don't mind me
Curled up by the fires where you find me
Cruise around the block
Let's
Sometimes when I ride the train
And the snow covered hills rush by
I see houses in the night
With their windows shining bright
And I think
Christmas presents in the morning time
Open them up
Good shit
Ho ho ho (Eeh)
Santa likes to go (Yeah)
Around to houses leaving presents yo (Ooh)
You better be
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and grandpa we
the house
Helps me remember what it's all about
All of the people that we spend it with
That's what makes it feel like Christmas
The ones that I love most
this:
R: Grandma got runned over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me
Something feels so different
Not the same this Christmas
The house without you in it
Never thought I’d ever see this day
A broken sad December
First
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
Family and friends, we haven't seen in awhile
Coming together with hugs and smiles
The fire is kind, the house smells of pine
I think it's about Christmas
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we
Presents under the Christmas tree
With the ornaments looking back at me
Snows on the ground
It keeps coming down
Our neighborhood looks like
and terracotta-ery
I took some clay and made you pottery
The world will never wreck you
I'll protect you in a mother's embrace
Folks say, "Barbara
Why can't you
a good Christmas
'Cause there's no, no place like home at Christmastime
La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la la
Cozy up right by the fireplace
our fairy wings lovingly made
Eating the treats from the tin that we raid
They make it feel like Christmas any time of year
Years fly by us girls are
than boredom
And we lived in a small apartment
Where the big trucks rolled by
It was mostly on Saturdays
When we went out for dinner
The sky was full
Far Away
From our familiar revelry
I’ll spend this Silent Night
Praying to reunite
This Christmas Day
And how I wish there was a way
By plane or train
for y'all right now
Last track of 2020
JD
Tis the Christmas time
All my homies so fly
Got yo shorty by me
We connect like Wi-Fi
Skirting doing
Mercedes by the houses
How the fuck we end up in a salvage?
That's 'cause out a mole we make a mountain
Yeah, you don't ever rest
With your announcements
Driving in the snow
Trying to get home
Watching out for ice
When suddenly my eye
Catches something bright
Passing by houses on my left and right
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