Lyrics Christmas Tree - Gucci Mane , OJ da Juiceman
My
wrist
so
rocky,
I'm
cocky
I
wanna
drag
her
for
jockey
She
wanna
dig
in
my
pocket
You
move
a
gold
digger
in
Bitch
will
live
in
your
wallet
You
start
out
taking
her
shopping
She
end
up
spend
all
your
profit
I
just
fall,
I
don't
call
She
eat
balls
and
the
bitch
bring
broads
Don't
get
your
feelings
involved
with
dogs
Feed
her
to
the
wolves
that'll
hang
with
the
boys
Sippin
on
oil,
we
got
her
spoiled
Rollin
up
guards
got
gas
in
jars
All
my
cars
foreign
Sittin
on
4's
Damn
you
gorgeous,
what
you
on
She
on
molly,
I'm
on
chron
We
put
lean
all
in
the
dime
Camoflauge
foamposites
on
80k
on
me
and
hun
Shittin
on
niggas
I
got
the
runs
Pissy
jewelry,
yellow
charm
Baby
dissin,
why
so
frizzy
Need
to
sit
out
in
the
sun
PeeWee
kiwi
kush
we
blowin
Take
your
bitch
that's
what
we
on
Beat
her
up,
RiRi
Chris
Brown
Diamonds
dancin
like
James
Brown
Pitch
words
like
I'm
on
the
mound
Baby
know
what
I
be
on
I
be
in
and
out
of
time
I
put
my
dick
on
her
tongue
She
turn
me
on,
I'm
a
turn
her
on
to
me
And
I
turn
her
on,
VVS
all
over
me
Look
at
my
arm,
this
Rolley
got
her
feelin
me
Don't
turn
me
on,
I'm
lit
up
like
a
Christmas
tree
She
turn
me
on,
and
I
got
ice
all
over
me
I
turn
her
on,
I'm
lit
up
like
a
Christmas
tree
PeeWee
Longway
nasty
ass
Hide
that
gas
off
in
the
past
Italian
Stallion
my
watch
rockin
VVS
is
my
ear
hockey
Longway
Liberace
Karate
chop
the
dope
in
huarache
Benihana
eating
steak
and
hibachi
Clap
on,
clap
off,
I'm
rocking
chandeliers
Pick
ups,
drop
offs,
I'm
making
drug
deals
I
got
Christmas
tree
bells
up
making
profit
On
some
crip
shit,
Longway
blew
the
rastas
Sippin
and
spinnin
still
pourin
up
the
codeine
Brick
grip
still
coming
down
your
chimney
Turnin
me
on
and
all
now
ya
in
the
Remy
Blowin
gas
Mr.
Lean
with
the
white
Remy
But
rising
diamond
bars
open,
know
you
hear
me
Super
charged
blue
Hemi
flyin
down
20
Bought
a
Porsche
just
out
the
window,
blue
M&M
Can't
stomach
my
bars,
ain't
as
sick
as
him
I
be
hangin
out
with
stars
like
with
Bush
and
them
Stems
crushin
my
cigars
like
we
kushin
them
One
button,
push
start,
doing
tricks
in
them
I'm
talkin
foreign
cars,
A&G
kit'd
them
She
turn
me
on,
I
had
to
turn
her
on
to
Juice
and
them
And
OJ
turned
her
ass
on
to
Gucc
and
them,
Longway
Christmas
tree
glad
jewelry
Sell
chickens
for
Patrick
Ewing
In
the
sky
just
like
a
bow
Kill
em
with
the
Murray
and
the
Roley
I
don't
eat
steak,
eat
ravioli
And
you
hot
cause
you
ho
done
chose
me
I'm
a
young
nigga
from
the
hood
my
nigga
Got
these
racks
out
the
Bouldercrest
corner
Texaco
soldier
Deuces
in
the
water
6's
on
my
Charge,
whip
the
dope
a
little
hard
Try
to
see
me
a
way,
nigga
better
profit
Keep
white
just
like
a
Nazi
Got
gas,
long
dreads
like
a
Rasta
Calamari
shrimp
type
play
pasta
Make
moves
just
like
I'm
a
mobster
Like
a
young
nigga
tryin
to
win
an
Oscar
Plug
came
and
his
first
name
Oscar
Gettin
paid
since
I
first
start
walking
I'm
not
poppin
when
I'm
talkin
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