Litmas
You at the top of my wish list
All I want is you for Christmas
Nothing we could do 'bout the distance
I just need some kisses from my Mrs.
Underneath the mistletoe, we gonna kick it
It's been feeling like a minute, so I miss your lips
Get a little tipsy when we sipping
She poured me a cup, now its lit-mas
Sweater weather, I would never let her freeze
Now we tweaking off a couple Christmas trees
Santa told me, Santa told me
Santa told me that we really meant to be
Lot of people doubt me trying a down me
Now they see me up with my queen so they frowning
If I got a limit, then its boundless
If we talking bangers, better count this
Got a couple Ks, need me an accountant
Lil' icy, dripping like a fountain (yeah)
Lil' pricey, feeling like a hype beast (yeah)
Lil' feisty, if we talking fighting (yeah)
You at the top of my wish list
All I want is you for Christmas
Nothing we could do 'bout the distance
I just need some kisses from my Mrs.
Underneath the mistletoe, we gonna kick it
It's been feeling like a minute, so I miss your lips
Get a little tipsy when we sipping
She poured me a cup, now its lit-mas
Sweater weather, I would never let her freeze
Now we tweaking off a couple Christmas trees
Santa told me, Santa told me
Santa told me that we really meant to be
All I want is you for Christmas
Nothing we could do 'bout the distance
I just need some kisses from my Mrs.
Underneath the mistletoe, we gonna kick it
It's been feeling like a minute, so I miss your lips
Get a little tipsy when we sipping
She poured me a cup, now its lit-mas
Sweater weather, I would never let her freeze
Now we tweaking off a couple Christmas trees
Santa told me, Santa told me
Santa told me that we really meant to be
Lot of people doubt me trying a down me
Now they see me up with my queen so they frowning
If I got a limit, then its boundless
If we talking bangers, better count this
Got a couple Ks, need me an accountant
Lil' icy, dripping like a fountain (yeah)
Lil' pricey, feeling like a hype beast (yeah)
Lil' feisty, if we talking fighting (yeah)
You at the top of my wish list
All I want is you for Christmas
Nothing we could do 'bout the distance
I just need some kisses from my Mrs.
Underneath the mistletoe, we gonna kick it
It's been feeling like a minute, so I miss your lips
Get a little tipsy when we sipping
She poured me a cup, now its lit-mas
Sweater weather, I would never let her freeze
Now we tweaking off a couple Christmas trees
Santa told me, Santa told me
Santa told me that we really meant to be
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Writer(s): Alexander James Cypress
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