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Christmas Lyrics

flow or magnifique Rookie have a seat Them lil niggas just my parakeets macking masterpiece My life is good, my bitches bad I'm switching pads, changing watches in my christmas

I swear the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire [Travis "Travie" McCoy] Yeah I would have a show like Oprah I would be the host of, everyday Christmas

oh I swear the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire [Katy B] Yeah I would have a show like Oprah I would be the host of, everyday Christmas

you're tryin' to get out) Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road (Just follow me, I'll get you there) You can try and read my lyrics

Do you remember that one Christmas when we Didn't think we'd be together. We were almost seperated by the weather But I ran through the snow Right up

got gold on my neck and gold on my wall Gold in my fingers, gold in my ear When this jam's spinnin', gold's what you hear Toy, this ain't Christmas,

bitch would miss us It's Mack Maine, ain't shit to discuss I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas for Christmas Then

groove let me count One for the money, two for the show Ain't that a groove now here we go Goin'on, and one more thing I want to say, this is better than cushions Christmas

feel on your birthday suit texture, So resilient, I like how on the inside its like a wetsuit, brilliant, Water resistant up to 9 inches, Wrap that let me open it up like Christmas