XxxMAS GiFT WrAPsxxX (feat. Stamina Beats)

Ohh, we three Kings
Each need a Hoe-Hoe-Hoe
I'm pulling up
With a bag full of dough

(For the cookies, Bitch)

I'm the new Daddy-Christmas
What's on your wishlist
I need a Bitch who gon'
Keep giving me the Business

My GiFT for Her keeps coming
Fulfilled straight to the House
A to Z, Bitches be hustlin'
Herding sheep, pussy-cat catching a mouse

(She's a Shepherd)

Follow that Lil-Black Star in the night
Only fans of the Stars can see the light
Once you get there keep your face out of sight
Mask on doesn't matter if you're wrong or you're right

Alright, alright Family's invited to the Party
But, Family is relative, you know, sorry, not sorry
Imposter vision got you hunting for glory
But, you ain't vibin' getting kicked kind of early

See, I'm a head of the Network
Building on my credit and net-worth
Centering on a hundred bands
That will let me make any Bitch's back and Her neck hurt

Ohh, we three Kings
Each need a Hoe-Hoe-Hoe
I'm pulling up
With a bag full of dough

(Are they ready yet?)

I fuck with that cookie Mis(s)Fortune (WrAP me up)
Flip Her over, and I crack Her legs open
Read Her lips, eat it, turn my face into her Throne (Don't ban that)
Don't ban that blue-pill-chewable-mana-potion

All of my Niggas are brethren
Bitches from Heaven
I don't need you here
If you're out here disrespecting 'em

(In this House of Blessings)
We are Vibrational Beings
(We're taking our ranks to the next dimension)
Do you even see what I see at the top of the pyramid, ay, ay, ay

Self-actualized
Self-idolized
Self-criticized
Undefeated

This
Diamond
Mine of mine
In my mind is all I needed

Platinum records will be greeted
Players who flame will be seated
Lesser metals are still precious metals
Even when the markets are bleeding (Heavy metal)

Ohh, we three Kings
(Each need a Hoe-Hoe-Hoe)
(I'm pulling up)
(With a bag full of dough)

(Let me eat Her)

Tik-tok
Girl, I'm on your six
Looking fine from the back
Let's make some holiday vids

You be the nine
More like a dime
We could bring a third, squad up
Teach her some tricks (Drop hot)

Three (Three) is the magic (Magic) number
When you ball on the streets
I'm winning the Game
With two Queens in the sheets (Checkmate)

One for the head
And one that's ready to eat
Nothing better than waking up
With these Hoes and these beats

Put a gram on the cam or the papers (Snap me that WAP)
I love to give pussy (Pussy) as party favors
Round two, we gon' play again later
After everyone has praised the little Lamb our Savior

We (We) (We)
Kings (Kings) (Kings)
Of (Of) (Of) Orient (Orient) (Orient) are (Are) (Are)

Past (Past) (Past)
Present (Present) (Present)
And Future (And Future) (And Future)

I'd like to send a message
To what's ahead
Welcome to the Cusp of Sensitivity

I am (AGE) (AGE)
the beginning of (OF) (OF) the end
Of a Universal trend (AQUARIUS) (AQUARIUS)



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Diaz
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