Cause I be paying child support now god damn it Tish was my bitch, til she fucked my god brother I was heated when I heard, wanted to go upside his head It was Christmas
I'm dolblin like dude what I don't pass after two puffs Two words I never heard "you suck" Like Labron fadin away with The J better suit up I'm reinvented
sex and cigarettes, they think they have a thousand lives to waste them all as they want. I don't wanna go there, no. Good girls wanna have handsome suit
for this holiday star I've got a plan that you wouldn't believe But I gotta act fast.It's Christmas Eve It's Christmas Eve.It's Christmas Eve Santa's suit
lil late with the Christmas gifts rushing for the mall, don't trip, you know I drive crazy the streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officially told
feat. Eban Thomas of The Stylistics & The Last Poets) From Willie Lynch to Willie Hutch Right on We superfly Made Gucci this shit, Louie too Suits and
in my future, but I can't afford rich Presidential suite, sound proof, door glitched Terrorists landed, bet it gets handed on Christmas You get caca if
: We need to talk About the way You've been behaving We need to talk About the Christmas lights In your clothes We need to talk About the stranger In
with the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?" He said "there aint no christmas kid" and I can't get him back Back in the days, Christmas was
Lancaster You slow to circle down backwards like a old lady drivin a steering wheel When Dr. Martin choose 'em they probably diss the suits I wish the
yourself this sh-t about to get critical Let it be known I got rappers on my hit list I got so many gifts you would swear I stole Christmas Word to the
brace yourself this shit about to get critical Let it be known I got rappers on my hit list I got so many gifts you would swear I stole Christmas Word
: It would suit me, if I could be Sat in the sand, looking at the sun It's a real treat, sit in the heat, It can be neat, having lots of fun I like to
deep but I'm the only one now, How long will I last before I fall off? Runnin', for my life, in the land of the lost [Second Verse:] Christmas missed
igloo Bought my whole crew businesses for Christmas Yeah, I see ya'll! Colorful minks and things Polars on ya shoulders, about a half in ya rings Once, got to switch my pitch up Pin-stripped suits
So married boy I'm in the milf It don't matter who you is miss You can get the business Haaaa [Gudda Gudda:] These hoes is gods gift like Christmas I
: [bells ringing] Ho ho hoo Merry christmas! [Ludacris laughing] [chorus:] Here comes santa clause Here comes santa clause Right down santa clause
into fights with the flatland thugs There was at least ten of them in the flatland bunch And they all forced Rodney to buy them lunch They took his Rolex, man, a Christmas
