Текст песни Charcoal - Inlarcus

Aye, pull up in a sled
'Bouta make a hit, elves makin' gingerbread
And you know I got the bitch
Sucking on my dick
Wrap her like a present
Got the Christmas spirit
And I'm chilling with the rat
Yeah we ice cold put the heat to the track
Got the bitches and the stacks
Light it up, I'm smoking grass
Coal to all the haters while I'm makin' all my racks
Rock the red hat while they suck my red sack

(Chains on my neck, got me feeling ice cold)
(Got coal in the furnace, bitch we breathing up smoke)

Chains on my neck, got me feeling ice cold
Fools gold, uh oh, misspoke
Got coal in the furnace, bitch we breathing up smoke
That shits in my lungs, blow it out the window
Didn't know Kris Kringle came down the chimney
With his bells, they jingle
Broke in my house, bitch I think that's illegal
Kidnap an elf, lock him up in the freezer
Snowing outside, bitch got that cabin fever

That is a terrible thing to want for Christmas
Maybe you and I should discuss that in person
Santa Claus is coming to town

Aye, pull up in a sled
'Bouta make a hit, elves makin' gingerbread
And you know I got the bitch
Sucking on my dick
Wrap her like a present
Got the Christmas spirit
And I'm chilling with the rat
Yeah we ice cold put the heat to the track
Got the bitches and the stacks
Light it up, I'm smoking grass
Coal to all the haters while I'm makin' all my racks
Rock the red hat while they suck my red sack