What You Want For Christmas

Hey playa, what you gonna get her for Christmas? (Yeah)
Girl, what you gonna get that boy?
Come on come on come on (Let's go)
What you gonna get her for Christmas? (Yeah)
Girl, what you gonna get that boy?

A little bit of this (Come on now)
And I want a little bit of that (Say what?)
I want a whole lot of this (Yeah)
And I want a whole lot of that!

Look here, Santa Claus, here's the deal
On Christmas, you got to keep it real
I'ma go to the club on Christmas Eve
And when I come home, I wanna see
Gifts underneath my Christmas tree
With a big booty girl you left for me
Stockings on my fire place
Full of that eggnog Alizé
And if it ain't to much to ask
Can you leave me a little extra cash?
'Cause I ain't gone lie
All these Christmas lights got my light bill high
I ain't got no chocolate chips
To go along with no glass of milk
But I got some chips and dip, baby
Kool-Aid to sip, baby
I'ma leave the club 'bout a quarter to four
And all I wanna see when I hit the door
These twelve things from my Christmas list
And it goes a little something like this

I want a twelve disc changer
Eleven Philly blunts
Ten Kangols
Nine Sega tapes
Eight gold teeth
Seven pair of jeans
A six pack of beer
Five fresh gold chains
Four thirty smokers
Three pack of draws
Two girlfriends
With a Cadillac to put it all in

Hey playa, what you gonna get her (come on) for Christmas? (Sing)
Girl, what you gonna get that boy? (Oh baby baby)
What you gonna get her for Christmas? (Come on now)
Girl, what you gonna get that boy?

A little bit of this
And I want a little bit of that
I want a whole lot of this
And I want a whole lot of that (Say what?)
I want a little bit of this
And I want a little bit of that (come on)
I want a year's supply of this
And I want a

Christmas Day, the birth of Christ
No doubt, that's what it's all about
Lemonhead, stop the beat for a sec
Show some respect
Santa Claus what's up with you?
Tell K-Nock what you gon' do
'Cause I want everything I say
When I wake up on Christmas Day
Help me out if you can
'Cause I need a real good man
Cute with a whole lot of cash flow
Standing underneath my mistletoe
And it ain't no ifs ands or no buts
Go on and fill my stocking up
With a lot of shoes, a lot of clothes
A lot of cash, a lot of gold
K-to-the-Nock want a lot of stuff
So if you think you got enough
Get ready 'cause my Christmas list
Goes a little something like this

I want twelve hundred dollars
Eleven pair of shoes
Ten fingernails
Nine pack of weave
Eight male strippers
Seven bus passes
Six diamond rings
Five months free rent
Four bangles
Three pocketbooks
Two earrings
And a man with a lot of money

Oh baby
Come on
Oh baby (Oh baby)
Come on
Oh baby baby
Come on now
Oh baby

What you gonna get her (come on) for Christmas?
Girl, what you gonna get that boy? (Oh baby)
What you gonna get her for Christmas? (Oh baby)
Girl what you gonna get that boy? (Oh baby)
What you gonna get her (come on) for Christmas?
Girl what you gonna get that boy? (Oh baby baby)
What you gonna get her for Christmas? (Come on now)
Girl what you gonna get that boy?

69 Boyz, Quad City DJ's, K-Nock and the whole Quad City family
Want to say Merry Christmas to everybody in the building
Atlanta, O-Town, and all across the world
We wish you a very Merry Christmas
We out



Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Mcgowan, Donny Edward Hathaway, Albert Bryant, Nadine Mckinnor
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