Santa Con (feat. ALLL CAPS & TRUTH IZ)

Do it again

Hoes, hoes, hoes

Ha ha ha ha haa

Huh, yeah, yeah
Start the year either Naughty or Nice
Ceeloo cap Truth Iz
Rolling the a dice
'Twas the night
Jack Frost
Sauce boss
Force pause
Cappa clause
Raw beats is packed lord
Cappa flow heat
The tracks large
Santa clause sneeze
The gabs God
Need or no need
To smash bars
Truth will throw heat to Asgard

We can smoke trees to pass stars
Yo, yo
Smooth transition
Rollin' up a gift Spittin' new Transmissions
Christrmas in the cut kickin' Foodstamp kitchens its the new Champ hittin
Blizzard out the blue But the Crew stands wit'em
Yellow tape on the present day News man rhythem
Needin' sumn' new in a blue Damn ribbin
Ye' (You) ain't even gotta clue Cap uber back flip'em

Stupid smacked
Shorty throwing back
No cap
I'm mean one
Call me the Grinch
Bag a record label
Paid dues
Profit the mix
I'm with
South of the Boarder chick
World stars get in the flick
All stars
Running your shit
Snowman
With a cold plan
Nose I go ham
Flows that'll show
I know
Damn
Wish I didn't know
These hoes fam
Still I gotta grow
The dope caned
Truth will show you Rollie's
Wit gold bands

Double upper cut a bully wit' Both hands
Queens we ain't pullin' the broke Man
Clean rep it fully the Lowell Man
Dream gettin' gul' (gully) on the Low and we ain't even put in the Program
Deliver Donner and Blitzen Marijuana
We the Santa Conners got hits Like Sarah Connor
And your Gunna' wanna' run into Cap to Tear the song up

Santa cons drunk
Snow essence
Put my dick in box
Hoe presents
Open your fridge
Cold entrance
Devon, get the tables
Pot lock
Made some pasta
With tomatoes
Throw some Basel
Chef cable
Speaking mad Nasal
Pablo add some bars
Cap staples
Narcos on guitar
Smash faze 2
Mi burrito sabanero
Cash app send Dinheiro
Gotta pay my engineer
Spent Dnero
Truth Iz
Ruthless
Caution when the ninjas
In the booth kid
Ice cold records
Out the blue bitch
Knock, knock who's this

Truth bout to get it what it do Kid, spray gettin' wett'ed wit' the Music
Lets play you indebted to the New shit
Check ya check mate i got santa To to slay
Drop a song commit bombin' Any man in a day
You ackin' (Acting) like you like a Planet away
Unless you planned an escape Plan to vanish to the planet of Apes
I spoke to Cap i hope you hand Him the cake
You know we goin for stakes Mask and vandals but we handle It great
Homie Cap got his hand on the break

All records under your tree
Thanks for the cookies n cream
Keep down kids leave to me
Ill be downstairs
Mommies with me
Eric Forman
Donna's asleep
70s shows
Reference
Is deep
Sick fetish for feet
Abra boca ta na hora to eat
Subtitles
Caps
Vibes you wit
Heat
Clever
Hoes
Goes
Better wit three
Drop presents
While you
Asking for Free
Merry Christmas
Light up your tree