Lyrics:
Like coke, they want us to straight drop, but we rise (hands up)
We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke,
But they wonÂ't, we on the grind
Running for 3 or 5 m's in the bank
Be the nigga with 3 and 5 letters in my name
Got my bitch in hood waiting
Till I make it rain
See these niggas
I dropped by with a flower
Her face was Kwanzaa, Christmas, and Hanukkah, all rolled into one
I took her down to the lake
And I told her that I think
It's the Top Dawg
Santa's Letter
Yeah my name is Annyhead
I been wrapping, I been a Dancer
The loyalty been good around me
That's why I named a deer
Feelin' two faced, double sided
Everyone seems to have the remedy (remedy)
But when you ask them, they only hide it
Here's my love letter to a stranger
Another Christmas day
Will come and go away
I've got so far to go
But I wanna go home
I need to go home
May be surrounded by
A million
a letter to your ma, that's word to your mother
Too Stella, I'm a star
When at least in the gutter
Yo, Dagnarm
I'm still the same twisted fucker
To run
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way (Brooklyn)
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they writin' letters 'cause they miss me (yeah)
Peter's slaughtered at chess by a nine year old boy
The house is covered in dust
A call from a stranger relates that his daughter
Tore up his letter in
Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, soo woo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half
The letter stopped in a minor key
A Christmas card that you drew for me
Done by the hand that I knew so well
Disguised the message that you could
need beneath the tree is a letter made from you to me
Just a thank you note, baby
My Christmas wish-list fits on a post-it (post-it)
I wrote it so
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
her till the day I die.
Pouring down rain, on this cold, cold ground.
It's pouring down rain, on this cold, cold ground.
I'm all alone by myself,
[Santa]
Ho, Ho, Ho
So many christmas letters
So many wishes
Lucy wants a squeezy doll
Jimmy wants a moon rocket
Oh, this list's rather long...
[Sum
for Christmas
Wish I had the strength to just blow a kiss
I go to make a fist, but I can't make one, I'm frozen stiff
I yell, but nothing comes out,
I might not see you this Christmas
And that sucks
I might just have to call you
Or write you a letter
I might not be home this Christmas
It seems
now.Your letter I never replied to,
you raise the alarm. You call the police.
I've been the supporting role,
it's clear. But now I'm stealing scenes
me be your little drummer (Drummer)
Girl I’m loving what you serving
Keep it coming (Coming)
Rub my tummy shawty
Yummy (Yummy)
She said Christmas
All alone last year
Cold in my lonely room
I wrote a letter to Someone
I said
I want someone to love me
I want someone to hear me
Someone to come
This tales about a Texas boy
Down by the Rio Grande
Who'd never seen a Christmas white with snow
His mother she would smother him
With gifts
gonna get hurt by the one you love most
You're gonna have to take some pain, accept the loss to live again
Forgive yourself as you'll be free,
there's
can't even drink it
Well, maybe by Christmas they'll dig up the roads
Take whatever you can, girl
Leave the rest for the crows
Leave the rest for
Whatever the fuck is better
Maybe I can write a song,
Send it to you as a letter
Maybe then you'd understand
Why I hate that Christmas sweater
Deep down I
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