Naughty or Nice
Naughty or nice
You decide
Lemme show you how I act the pipe
Mrs. Claus
Screams all night
Santa Claus
Know I ain't nice
Yeah we climbing and climbing and climbing the list
No she been naughty yall know she a witch
Is getting all cold so we going inside
Hit it from the back yall know it's three times
Hit it hit it
Going all fast when we in it
Quit it quit it
Says she a hoe we getting it
Which we gonna be
Naughty or nice
Get on the list and we checking it twice
Santa Claus coming and coming all night
So don't even worry we don't need to fight
Don't fight rolling to the top
Raising to heaven you know we don't stop
And we keeping it going the homie got shot
But the demons are coming we are gonna get caught
So I am looking at distance wishing there was gold
Digging my grave and it's crushing my soul
Doesn't even face me even with cold
Never have I ever seen a hell so cold
That's right should have been nice
Getting the faxz you know I am right
I know I've been naughty
So I get out the way
Before I set price
Ain't no animal but I got the flow
All of my homies got Santa Claus suits
Cause they all gonna get low
Get low
With they hoe
They all be chasing the dough
Get low
With they hoe
Oh no they throwing a show
Which am I naughty or nice
Santa Claus, you can decide
Ask your wife how I act with da pipe
Plumbery you know I don't lie
So I guess I'm nice
You know I am nice with lies
Cause I'm banged on your wife
Jk you know that I lie
Give me a lump of coal
Give your wife a hickey oh no
Watching my homies get low
Not with me, they do it with hoes
She a naughty Lil soul
She sucking down yeah she sucking a toe
Why she messes my flow
So icy it looks like snow
Naughty or nice
You decide
Lemme show you how I act the pipe
Mrs. Claus
Screams all night
Santa Claus
Knows I ain't nice
Nice with flow
Nice with your b
She throwing it back
Christmas my joy
You know we are rich
Don't even snitch
Getting the money
You know she want dough
Yah she want dough
Mess up you homie my Glock gonna glow
More naughty than nice you already know
Mrs. Claus still sucking my toes
Last Christmas I gave you my lean
And very next day you passed away
Dj, I'm sorry you died
I shouldn't have been so naughty
You decide
Lemme show you how I act the pipe
Mrs. Claus
Screams all night
Santa Claus
Know I ain't nice
Yeah we climbing and climbing and climbing the list
No she been naughty yall know she a witch
Is getting all cold so we going inside
Hit it from the back yall know it's three times
Hit it hit it
Going all fast when we in it
Quit it quit it
Says she a hoe we getting it
Which we gonna be
Naughty or nice
Get on the list and we checking it twice
Santa Claus coming and coming all night
So don't even worry we don't need to fight
Don't fight rolling to the top
Raising to heaven you know we don't stop
And we keeping it going the homie got shot
But the demons are coming we are gonna get caught
So I am looking at distance wishing there was gold
Digging my grave and it's crushing my soul
Doesn't even face me even with cold
Never have I ever seen a hell so cold
That's right should have been nice
Getting the faxz you know I am right
I know I've been naughty
So I get out the way
Before I set price
Ain't no animal but I got the flow
All of my homies got Santa Claus suits
Cause they all gonna get low
Get low
With they hoe
They all be chasing the dough
Get low
With they hoe
Oh no they throwing a show
Which am I naughty or nice
Santa Claus, you can decide
Ask your wife how I act with da pipe
Plumbery you know I don't lie
So I guess I'm nice
You know I am nice with lies
Cause I'm banged on your wife
Jk you know that I lie
Give me a lump of coal
Give your wife a hickey oh no
Watching my homies get low
Not with me, they do it with hoes
She a naughty Lil soul
She sucking down yeah she sucking a toe
Why she messes my flow
So icy it looks like snow
Naughty or nice
You decide
Lemme show you how I act the pipe
Mrs. Claus
Screams all night
Santa Claus
Knows I ain't nice
Nice with flow
Nice with your b
She throwing it back
Christmas my joy
You know we are rich
Don't even snitch
Getting the money
You know she want dough
Yah she want dough
Mess up you homie my Glock gonna glow
More naughty than nice you already know
Mrs. Claus still sucking my toes
Last Christmas I gave you my lean
And very next day you passed away
Dj, I'm sorry you died
I shouldn't have been so naughty
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Writer(s): Jacob Raucci
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