| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| It’s fin to be a good Christmas this year
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| Santa know when you’re good or bad and we’re ballin'
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| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed
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| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time
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| Look I’m tryna live everyday like it’s Christmas
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| I shovel yay so everyday a *** risk this
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| Blow from the copeyes, feelin' like popeyes
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| 'Cause I’m in the coupe with a chicken and a biscuit
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| My *** get the same thing every year
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| Different mew new year match the color with they hair
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| And you know it cost kitty if I wear
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| A red monkey on the jeans, eleven hundred for the pair
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| Might show 'em how to ball this year, yeah
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| The dogs the fresh London fog this year
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| Put the box up pull out the foxy long hair
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| Fresh ta death might open a morgue this year
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| That’s how I’m feelin' holiday season
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| That’s the holiday greeting
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| Buy a ratchet for the holiday heathin'
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| They might be doin' holiday squeezin', ya dig?
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| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed
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| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time
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| I want it all from racetracks to the ball games
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| Now we race fast in the Porsche thing
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| I gotta ball gettin' cash of the raw cane, I got it
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| And wifey want the super charged range, she got it
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| I think the coupe might do the hard thing for real
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| Gotta do seventy and I pops the wing
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| A little car trivia, every car giddy up like a Clydesdale
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| The mood is right and I’m high as hell
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| Big trucks through the snow like a one horse slay
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| The V-12 come with five hundred horses
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| And my whole team ballin' and we all flossy
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| Now I’m hearin' piff while I’m sniffin' the eggnog
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| Pumpin' my *** and I’m whippin' the best cars
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| That’s 'cause we get dough
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| So this year mommy Benz with the red bow
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| You know we gettin' dollas like pref low
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| Holiday season so we sippin' on the XO
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| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed
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| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time
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| It’s Christmas time everybody jolly
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| Feel it blood, everybody wanna party
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| Get ya flag on red rags out
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| Feelin' good pull the red jags out
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| We gonna ball at the red lights
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| Shit pretty ***, blind a ho with the head lights
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| Oh, I heard lotus poppin'
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| A lotta pretty *** with the fishnet stockings
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| Hit the club by the bar route
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| Where the dutches at get the jars out
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| And put the piffy in the air
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| I ain’t that bent don’t skip me, give it here
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| And we could one two step
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| Throw ya gang up what hood you rep nine tres
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| And everybody spazz out
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| Get blowed homie 'til you *** pass out, it’s Christmas
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| The music’s tight, the block is stuffed
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| We’re here tonight and that’s what’s up
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast and ballin' at Christmas time
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| Livin' fast it’s dipset Christmas time
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| Hey, hey, have a very merry Christmas
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| Have a dipset Christmas and a happy New Year |