Lyrics:
Christmas will be a struggle.
Filled with worry and doubt.
So let's try to do more!
There must be a way.
To spread festive cheer,
Like it was Christmas, every
and Cha Cha real slow, now (you know it by now issa)
Right foot, left foot
Turn, and Cha Cha real slow
Right foot, left foot, yea
Christmas Fiesta
Time
Yea yea yea
Ms. Heat
Check it look
It's Christmas time
Love is falling like (Oh)
Don't say snow
Cause you already know
Ms. Hot heat miser
kick 800, 000
000 Chinese under the rug and simply pretend
That they don't exist because they do
If the UN is to be truly representative
Then it must
of all these, "Aid"
Every person strives for "Aid"
Some people have "Aid" because they've worked for it or it was given by those who have
Some are working
And they've frozen up my beard
And so we'll lie by the fire till the sleep simply melts them all away
Oh I wish it could be Christmas everyday
When
our friends they're drinking in the swan
I don't know where time's gone
The High Street's closed to all traffic
We walk in the road and it feels
cover up your head
Don't you lock the doors
You know that sweet Santa Claus is on the way
Well I wish it could be Christmas every day
When the kids start
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in
to explain it to someone who is desperately begging you to give them one, but you know it.
Or maybe you’re on the other side of the spectrum and you think
to midnight mass
But I don’t go to church these days
I know it’s bad, I like the commercials they play
Just try to feel it yo, try to feel it, uh
Try to feel it
all night now, 'cause this Christmas we gon' get this shit right
Got three bands with the watch so I call it ice cream
Winter weather Coogi sweater when
my stash for protection
Family deranged, the world is acting crazed
I never thought I'd make it, it was hectic when I scrambled
On point like a knife
Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
It's fin to be a good Christmas this year
Santa know when you're good or bad and we're ballin'
The music's
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
Details of what they do with them i
Think it's terrible when anyone dies
Especially
If it is someone you know and love but what
Is more offensive is that
Chill and take a sip of Purple Kool Aid
And that's why I ride by myself
People acting different
Praying I be slipping I don't know
Still they need my
the righteous
Oh
I know its difficult
Goes against what you know
I know these streets is cold got heat beneath that winter coat
Been living by the code
Make
a handstand
Do a handstand can you do a handstand
Flip that money make it do a handstand
I can make it scream like a summer jam fan
Where are my bands
got to know you're gonna be all right
Oh, do you really remember how it used to be
Sitting under the Christmas tree
In your heart you'll find
the Chance up, Donnie Trumpet said bands up
Donnie McClurkin said stand up
I know contracts are like handcuffs
I know combat when it's hand to hand or with
Do you
Even care about me
Man I'm really tired
Bout to take a nap now
And maybe another
Man you're like a band-aid
When I rip it off fast
And it
on Christmas Eve)
Now we ain't got to hit the club
Know you cold, let's bundle up
I'm just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn't obvious
It's a white
darkest before light
I'm gonna push through
Turbo charged bars
Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game scars in these rap wars
Ain't nothing band-aids won't
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