Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Joy, artist - Chance The Rapper. Date of issue: 22.12.2020
Song language: English
Joy |
| Christmas, this Christmas, there’s a time for joy |
| (There's a time for joy, there’s a time for joy) |
| When Jesus, was a little boy |
| (He was a little boy, was a little boy) |
| They tend to forget about love (forget about love) |
| Let’s get right back to joy |
| (Get right back to joy, get right back to joy) |
| Baby let’s light up the Christmas tree |
| Spike the eggnog with the Hennessy |
| Spread the love that hit the coldest winter |
| Jingle bells is all I could remember |
| 'Tis the season we should spread the cheer |
| Christmas caroling door-to-door |
| Can’t forget just what we do this for |
| When can we get back to the joy |
| Got some hot chocolate for you babe |
| Silent nights just set me up |
| Can’t tell me that you not you my angel |
| We should make snow angel doves |
| Outside, lookin' Christmas and you just who I’m thinkin' of |
| Favourite time of year, can you feel the love? |
| Christmas, this Christmas, there’s a time for joy |
| (There's a time for joy, there’s a time for joy) |
| When Jesus, was a little boy |
| (He was a little boy, was a little boy) |
| They tend to forget about love (forget about love) |
| Let’s get right back to joy |
| (Bundle of joy) |
| Why y’all always arguing and carrying on |
| Christmas was meant for sharing a blunt |
| Google Chicago Betty Jones them kids buried their mom |
| Sometimes I dream I’m moving a spot where cops carry batons |
| So I could visit with jet lag |
| Lose all my check bags |
| To wake up in my old room with beauties from Jet Mag |
| I hate when y’all talk about bail money |
| Who go to jail for me and who tryna steal from me |
| I got that Sister Carolyn Jenkins KOK covenant love |
| I’m covered at the door that covers the blood |
| Bungalow Jungle that housed a thousand fistfights that humble my buds |
| Couple birds that make me wonder what was |
| Won’t let the lawyers destroy us |
| The Pontius Pilates judge my bundle of joys |
| I know my bronze is gorgeous |
| Know who the birthday boy is |
| I’m on my 773 love |
| Weaponize free love, 7979 (7777) |