Boucher On Boujee feat. Samgfx, Big Moist, Turbofeet, Benjammin & Wacky Ecclefun -
Jimmy Christmas Cheer [Clean Mix]
Jimmy Christmas Cheer (Clean Mix)
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Piglet bock bookies, on my
Crick crock ookies, got
Santa in my stockings
Gonna come, real cookies
Got milk on my nog
My cookies real raw
Wiggly, bop, boom
Icy hill make me go zoom
You, gonna come with my crew
Put on your hat and your jingle bells too
You, gonna come with my crew
Go skrr at tah as Santa poo-poo's
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Jingle jingle bells, Santa really freakin' smells
And through him down a well
I ain't runnin' and I'm really looking stunnin'
'Cuz I'm 'bout to go with someone Jules Thenin he be coming
Christ-mas, No-mas, I hope you have a good one (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
But it ain't far from, my, car
Cuz it's...
But what's up with Kwanzaa, it's a pretty Honda, Civic
'Cuz it's always reliable - Except when the airbags don't work
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Jiminy Christmas cheer, I got snowflakes in my ear
If you say I'm looking weird, I'll say "what? I can't hear?"
You ain't comin' in very clear, 'cuz I got snowflakes in my ear
Wiggle wop wop, pull up in a drop-top 'till I stop at a stop sign, 'cuz I see a cop
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer (Get him Sam)
Santa be a bad aye, aye
Got a solid cash flow, aye
Racking up the mad dough, aye
But he kinda fat though, aye
Eating fried chicken, why you mad bro? Aye
Singing on this, (yo!) I got mad flow
Bring that bring that backward like a backhoe
Ya brother and ya sista and ya dad know
Mm, Chris Cringle, (Santa!) makes me tingle
Can somebody get me his number? I really hope he's single
His cookies are so nice, creamy, white
Let's hope his sleigh ride breaks down so he'll r- uh, I like, Sa
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Turbofeet, on the beat, gettin' it done
And I'm officially the candidate for havin' some fun
Those weren't my lyrics, but I don't wanna hear it
My wish list is large, and Santa Clause fears it
Yeah I'm from the North Pole, but you know I'm getting cold
Eating fried chicken, but - cookies are the goal
Um, yes and I'm gonna eat those whole
But a few are mine Zach, that's the toll
(Are you kidding me? I thought we were sharing them)
Nerd
Eating fried chicken with my herd
(I'm the herd, what's the word)
Eating fried chicken while I'm
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer (Introducing Ben M to the microphone!)
Yo, Santa
Uh, I like, Santa
Uh, so like, uhm
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
12 Cookies in the hatch
11 Chad pubes in my lap
10 More purses 'cuz I grind on the track
9 Craps in the quire room I go "crap!"
8 Purses on top of bouche's hat
7 Cans of beans 'cuz I'm a can like Matt
6 Beans squishing they go splat-splat
5 Snow sleigh ride where you at
4 (Uhm) waitin'
3 Gatsby paintings
2 Bros (ahem) and I'm gonna put my
Reindeer in a stocking
I like, uh, Santa, bro
So like, uh, sleigh ride
Uh, Santa
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Piglet bock bookies, on my
Crick crock ookies, got
Santa in my stockings
Gonna come, real cookies
Got milk on my nog
My cookies real raw
Wiggly, bop, boom
Icy hill make me go zoom
You, gonna come with my crew
Put on your hat and your jingle bells too
You, gonna come with my crew
Go skrr at tah as Santa poo-poo's
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Jingle jingle bells, Santa really freakin' smells
And through him down a well
I ain't runnin' and I'm really looking stunnin'
'Cuz I'm 'bout to go with someone Jules Thenin he be coming
Christ-mas, No-mas, I hope you have a good one (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
But it ain't far from, my, car
Cuz it's...
But what's up with Kwanzaa, it's a pretty Honda, Civic
'Cuz it's always reliable - Except when the airbags don't work
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Jiminy Christmas cheer, I got snowflakes in my ear
If you say I'm looking weird, I'll say "what? I can't hear?"
You ain't comin' in very clear, 'cuz I got snowflakes in my ear
Wiggle wop wop, pull up in a drop-top 'till I stop at a stop sign, 'cuz I see a cop
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer (Get him Sam)
Santa be a bad aye, aye
Got a solid cash flow, aye
Racking up the mad dough, aye
But he kinda fat though, aye
Eating fried chicken, why you mad bro? Aye
Singing on this, (yo!) I got mad flow
Bring that bring that backward like a backhoe
Ya brother and ya sista and ya dad know
Mm, Chris Cringle, (Santa!) makes me tingle
Can somebody get me his number? I really hope he's single
His cookies are so nice, creamy, white
Let's hope his sleigh ride breaks down so he'll r- uh, I like, Sa
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
Turbofeet, on the beat, gettin' it done
And I'm officially the candidate for havin' some fun
Those weren't my lyrics, but I don't wanna hear it
My wish list is large, and Santa Clause fears it
Yeah I'm from the North Pole, but you know I'm getting cold
Eating fried chicken, but - cookies are the goal
Um, yes and I'm gonna eat those whole
But a few are mine Zach, that's the toll
(Are you kidding me? I thought we were sharing them)
Nerd
Eating fried chicken with my herd
(I'm the herd, what's the word)
Eating fried chicken while I'm
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer (Introducing Ben M to the microphone!)
Yo, Santa
Uh, I like, Santa
Uh, so like, uhm
Santa is here
Got cookies in your beard
Hand me some milk
Jimmy Christmas Cheer
12 Cookies in the hatch
11 Chad pubes in my lap
10 More purses 'cuz I grind on the track
9 Craps in the quire room I go "crap!"
8 Purses on top of bouche's hat
7 Cans of beans 'cuz I'm a can like Matt
6 Beans squishing they go splat-splat
5 Snow sleigh ride where you at
4 (Uhm) waitin'
3 Gatsby paintings
2 Bros (ahem) and I'm gonna put my
Reindeer in a stocking
I like, uh, Santa, bro
So like, uh, sleigh ride
Uh, Santa
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Writer(s): Samuel Henry
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