Christmas Song
Dashing thru the snow
Over the fields we go
I'm like santa clause baby I got all these hoes
Shorty name cocaine but her nickname means the snow
I might shimmy down your chimney just to drop off all these toys
Pull up wit the semi we gone give u lot of coal
My bag is always wit me when I go back to the pole
Shorty gave me head underneath the mistletoe
Edibles and kush within my stockings that for sure
Got the Nina in my coat walking like a Eskimo
Got the red dot on the scope call it Rudolph glow
Gotta candy cane sharpen if a nigga wanna go
Call lil frost because my bars are so damn cold
I'm wrapping u up till it Christmas Eve
I bring the tree like nothing to me
I gotta elf and she working for me
If u are naughty get nothing from me
Pop out the sled and its 30 degrees
Shorty a grinch she in love wit the green
I bringing that jolly
Now look what I started
When u hear the jingle Kris Kringle was popping
"Tis the season Black Friday we shopping
We lit up your block when we celebrate Kwanzaa
O holy night celebrate Jesus coming
Don't be a Scrooge if u do we start gunning
Winter is here I ain't waiting for summer
Over the fields we go
I'm like santa clause baby I got all these hoes
Shorty name cocaine but her nickname means the snow
I might shimmy down your chimney just to drop off all these toys
Pull up wit the semi we gone give u lot of coal
My bag is always wit me when I go back to the pole
Shorty gave me head underneath the mistletoe
Edibles and kush within my stockings that for sure
Got the Nina in my coat walking like a Eskimo
Got the red dot on the scope call it Rudolph glow
Gotta candy cane sharpen if a nigga wanna go
Call lil frost because my bars are so damn cold
I'm wrapping u up till it Christmas Eve
I bring the tree like nothing to me
I gotta elf and she working for me
If u are naughty get nothing from me
Pop out the sled and its 30 degrees
Shorty a grinch she in love wit the green
I bringing that jolly
Now look what I started
When u hear the jingle Kris Kringle was popping
"Tis the season Black Friday we shopping
We lit up your block when we celebrate Kwanzaa
O holy night celebrate Jesus coming
Don't be a Scrooge if u do we start gunning
Winter is here I ain't waiting for summer
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Writer(s): Nathaniel Clarke
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