Stocking Stuffer

I be comin' fast like Christmas Day
Yet I still know that I can fuckin' slay
It always be the girl textin' sayin' hey
You come over if you're down to play
Always been told that I'm a good lay
You should be an angel and sit on my Christmas tree
Suck it for your present, I keep her real thirsty
Wait, you got another hoe Jerry?
Oh I can almost always guarantee
Let me tell you a little crazy story
I stuck my North Pole in her egg incubator
I'm not her fuckin' daddy still she calls me Darth Vader
You know that busty blondes are my favorite fuckin' flavor
And when we're all done I never ever text her later
I'm on autopilot always flying solo
Watch me catch my rhythm though
Always pull up to the show
And I leave with all these hoes
I don't even have the dough
They just like to hear my flow
I say hey you wanna go?
She say damn boy you're a pro
I look down it starts to grow
She just smiles and starts to blow
And I did
She say not so fast let's quid pro quo
Takes her panties off, there's her camel toe
Then she sticks my dildo in her down below
Let's get off the sex though
I swear I'm just the greatest yo
Vincent Van Gogh, I'm an artist
Get it?
I put out a thousand hits
Swear that I won't ever quit
Ba da ba ba ba I'm loving it
I be spittin' bars with it
Like a comet
I'm fast and hot
Gotta go around the world once before I tie the knot
Gotta sail around world on a private yacht
I cannot
Slow the fuck down, I'm super sonic
This is DJ Tickles not J-Tonic
And even though I failed in college
I want you all to just acknowledge
My fuckin' freestyles are damn iconic



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Seibert
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