To Town

It be raining, it be snowin'
See my neck? it's always glowin'
I got gifted hella bands
And your bitch she's always throwin'
Throwing some ass, I got the cash
I'm in a holiday spirit, oh yeah!
Shawty she naughty yeah all on my body
Santa just give me a Veyron Bugatti
Give me a brand new F40 Ferrari
Me and my shorty
We sipping on forty's
Shawty she got me just saying shit, corny
Is it just me or in here is it horny?
'Cause there's socks on the chimney yeah
Presents like fifty
Think imma cookie so she gonna lick me
Baby don't come here if you ain't gon kiss me
They wanna see me fail and they pray I ain't winning
Shawty she grumpy, like grinch oh not grinning

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Baby yeah you know that imma go and get my bag up
It's not what you get it's what you give and I give mad love
Pockets never empty see my bag it looks like Santa's
I see all this ice I'm like this wasn't on my planner
Pockets they so green I guess I call em like Bruce Banner
Climbing to the top and I just never needed ladders

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Santa Claus is coming to town

Coming to town



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Rosales
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