Lyrics:
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(It's the time of giving)
But all I wanna do is be with you this Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve, for you and me
Christmas Eve, for you and me
Grab us
Ayo Paul, let the beat run (Umm, yeah)
Yeah, let it run (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna see Jayden do a little dance to this (Jayden this yo jam)
Love you
Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors
My chest gettin'
The Aphilliates nigga, holla at your boy
I know why you fuck with me Nicki, you know what I am sayin' (holiday season)
'Cause we got the same type
let's have a Good time or just leave me alone
Way Down South, we can Jam a little tune, hop in the water and Jam 'til next June
Get on down, you don't
wanna get my ass kicked
So I walk in this mindless state, and this dope make me feel this way
I tell ya
Life is a traffic jam, I'm stuck
When will you
Spill all your emotions on the table
And let me see your heart upon your sleeve
Open up your soul, I want to know exactly what you need
Say all
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
at my face
Romantic talking? You don't even have to try
You're cute enough to fuck with me tonight
Lookin' at the table, all I see is weed and white
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas Eve
You can say theres no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa
and he's loved by kids
Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is
He's our homeboy from around the block
He's reguarded through the city
told don't give a damn what you think
Still got em all calling me crazy (That's Facts)
Ain't got by now it don't phase me
I'm just trynna see the family
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
heart under the Christmas tree
I gave you my love, don't make a fool out of me
No, I can't wait to see you Christmas eve
Santa, won't you set me
of shit that we can do
Let me introduce Mr makaveli is
Who you're speakin' to
What's up with you? - as you
Can see I love freakin' you (Boo)
Who, Black,
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
on a bitch, ain't shit to me
Let them guns blam, let them guns blam
This a .44 bulldog it cannot jam
Let them guns blam, Flocka
Let them guns blam, Flocka
Let
On a slab and they look at the tag
What you see is what you get
Life is a drag
Let's just say
We hereby conspire
That a change of attire
Is all part
(Mama, how could I know?)
And Eve was weak
And Eve was weak (Why didn't you tell me?)
And God made Eve to bear the curse
The curse of blood, (It's not
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
a pole/
Nah nah nah/
I neva let my stick jam/
When I had to go/
Nah nah nah/
Neva told/
Even if i had to go, no!!/
Nah nah nah!/
Neva had my hand out/
gududum greatness
Gududum gududum gududum ye alaye jo jo jo
Take it from me baby gbas gbos
Have a baby by me make a baby for me baby gbos gbas
See you
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