Christmas

Christmas is here
Santa is coming
I want his reindeer
I might snatch it from him
Jingle bells rock and so does my arm length
If Santa gets crazy, He'll get cracked in his face

Knock him out
Make the telly tub wobble
Run his sac
Then we popped that bottle

Took the costume and beard for Christmas
Paint the deers so we call them mulattos
Rich me, I want Louis and Gucci
Lord, please give me all my blessing

'Cause all year I stayed outta drama
Toast to new beginnings
No friends, no family, no foes
And I don't argue with broke hoes
And for the ones who didn't know

You're only broke when you walk in other people's clothes
But oh yeah, I guess it's Christmas
So we're all getting gifts
While that's a lie when I pulled up
Took everything and told Santa, "Fuck them kids"

Christmas is here
Santa is coming
I want his reindeer
I might snatch it from him
Jingle bells rock and so does my arm length
If Santa gets crazy, he'll get cracked in his face