Lyrics:
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly
a never-ending stairway
Thursday, Friday, everyday a hell day
Weekend, pretend, like I'm twenty
Relive golden age of plenty
Weeks fly by, I'm bleeding time
No way
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly
How do you not care about the truth?
How do you not feel like a fool?
I'm gonna stay here tonight
Just waiting for the next goodbye
How do you not
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
And so
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
And so
As surely as the willow weeps
Christmas gives me the creeps
See another year go by
What have I done
Funny how the seasons fly
It all amounts to none
And if I
a loss, ay
I been in my element
I'm never hesitant
Leave the beat desolate
Know that I stay with the green the celtics is
But I stay fly so you could call
how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times many ways
Merry Christmas
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies
on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really know how to fly
the phone alone
Lovin' you, please I'm on my knees
And that's bad poetry
Lovin' you, like a rose in June
Lovin' you, fly me to the moon
Lovin' you,
to investigate
Take time out, to meditate
As long as I see things goin on
I'm gonna keep spreadin knowledge with a song, now
[Chorus]
[DMC]
I walk outside to my
on the strip, rep thugs on the street
Digga Digga, first name Rashia
Rock the mic crazy, wouldn't wanna be ya
Had a nice wing since my early teens
Now I'm grown
is strobe lights
And we do it, do it, do it till sunrise
It's time to loosen up,
Me and my girls gone out
Hair, dress, looking fly
We gonna do it hard
NOW OR NEVER
JUST FIGHT IT OUT
JUST FIGHT IT OUT
JUST FIGHT IT OUT
JUST FIGHT IT OUT
The night reflects in my eyes,
Up to the stars, I’m reaching
to fly
Chorus
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to 92
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you
Chorus
on my toes, stayed on my pivot
They had me sitting way up by Ohio, Mom used to fly in and pull me for visits
I gotta stay moving, how don't you get it
with the crème de la crème
Have a friend tell a friend
Your now fuckin' with a, now fuckin' with a
I be living like I'm fly with my wings out
smoke some broccoli with my friends (smokin', smokin', smokin')
The whole outfit is designed by myself, yeah (swag)
Feelin' fresher than ever (swag)
on layaway love?
I can tell by your hair
Say the main thing that you need, a millionaire,
And when you bat your eyelashes all I see is dollar signs
Now I
Niggas heavy in the game
And we connectin' the plots, and we connectin' the plots
(W.C.)
Callin' on them bangers, I'm gonna creep through all you haters
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
Sippin' a colored drink, I
I'm cool as ice
I know what you all thinkin'
I'm lookin' fly
All girls they turn around when
I'm walkin' by 'cause
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