White Christmas

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Throw it out cuz them people gon search you
All around I'm connected, like circles
Countin blue hundreds, smokin on purple
I'ma play everywhere like commercials
Said her period late, get a curfew
Then she said I'ma freak & a jerk too
Niggas pussy like somethin that birthed you
Talkin shit till we spray like a perfume
Chanel on my pretty bitch
I put airmax & timbs on my city bitch
I get hoes in real life cuz I'm really lit
& I got star power, 50 shit
& I got more sour, plenty zips
Gettin money is all that I'm busy wit
Gettin money don't call me I'm busy bitch
Gettin money I'll call u I'm busy bitch
California, I flew out for 2 days
Malibu, sippin vodka & kool-aid
Then I went to NoBu for the night
Took it to go
Then ate what my boo made
It ain't nothin like good ass cookin
I'm makin her squirt
She startin to stutter like after them good ass whooping
Back in the days
After that back to my bachelor ways
Hopped on a flight wit my weed on the plane
No one can stop me, believe what I'm saying
Niggas is buggin, don't think what they brain
Try to run up, you leave wit a stain
I'm Mr perfect
I'm back on the surface
You gonna be swerving tryna be in my lane
I'm hittin the gas
& mashin on bitches while smokin propane

Life like this
Got a life like this
Look like the right wrist litt
Look like the white bitch litt
Look like a White Christmas
Said the white bitch litt
Got the white bitch litt
Look like a White Christmas
Look like a White Christmas
Bright like the lights
Christmas
& I never started but now
I never started but now
I never started but now
I never started but now
Right wrist litt
Got the right wrist litt
Look like a lightening strip
White bitch litt
Got the white bitch litt
Look like a White Christmas



Credits
Writer(s): Lateek Odwin
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