Lyrics:
hold you tight
No
Your smile is shining
We dancing to all these Christmas songs
The weather's frightening
I rather just stay with you at home
You know
spreading
The rumors are spreading all over town
And we don't wanna be like Mrs. Jones
We can't meet at the same place
Every time I see you, baby
I
spreading
The rumors are spreading all over town
And we don't wanna be like Mrs.Jones
We can't meet at the same place
Every time I see you, baby
I know
A roach full of herbs
What's this in that cigar?
Medical marijuana officer, I got a weed card
What condition you smoke weed for?
Trevon Jones
Place your
I never rode in a limousine
I ain't got write ups in magazines
I ain't no high class kind of guy
I spend my nights by the riverside
I keep
you don?t believe, you don?t see what I do
Just open your eyes, the truth is inside you
Its not just my home its real in every place
like anthrax sent
Doc should have had a funeral
Fine enough for a king
It's a ghastly joke that our town was broke
And no one could give a thing
'Cept Jones
Due to Christmas
Composed by: Clara Holmes
Lyrics by: Clara Holmes
It's Christmas and I don't know what to expect
I'm much too old for Santa Clause
Have you ever
Seen that movie It's a Wonderful Life
When George
Wished he was never borne
And existed no more before Christmas
Then the paradigm
position
Delivering gifts like the season of Christmas
Presence(Presents) is packaged perceived through these lyrics
Musics's a window to see in my
still put ya on the injured list
Still efficient we mobb deep so infamous
Isn't it interesting? We get belittled like middlemen
By other folks who didn't
records, though
Rah, ayy, look
Ask about Butch, I'm everywhere
But back home, i'm heavy here
For Christmas I'm gettin 'all my
Bitches Chrome Heart teddy
this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place
Bow ya home, how ya gone
Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around
2 eyes to the sky,
from home
So if you leave, where will I go? will I go, will I go?
But can you stay by my side
I'm fine, I just don't wanna be alone
I'm probably sick
Well, it's closing time, I've got no place to go
No, I'm not tired, nobody's waiting at home
Hey, what about you? Looks like you're leaving alone
this track for the kids in the culdesac
That need a place to escape, man run it back
I'm just trying to get the green like a running back
And I'm
face)
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place
Bow ya home, how ya gone
Fuck with me if I ain't
pace I am goin' for your place
Bow ya home, how ya gon'
Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around
2 eyes to the sky
10 toes touchin' the ground
Bitch nigga
The sky is dark by five now
The town is lit and twinkling by five-thirty
The streets are swarming wildly
It seems like everybody's in a hurry
Third
and get the Stockings in place
Spread cheer now there's no time to waste
Right then i realized by the Look on his face
He said Keep hope alive and keep
the feel fine caper
Drop the real like anchor, where my skill might take ya
Lone hillside wrangler no ill mic tangler
Throat kill like stranglers no frills
Whattup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
on the ride
So this year
Let's bring it on home
Singing like
No one's around
And all the world
Was our stage
Starry night
Snow all around
I must admit
I was
On the move so much there
Ain't no way of knowin'
Never stays in one place for too long
And he's movin' on he's on the move, movin'
He's on the move, movin'
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