| Dashin' through the snow
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| Pulled up in a Wraith
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| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Hopped up out the Wraith
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| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes
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| Feel like Santa Clause, baby I got all the hoes
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| Cold ass nigga, bitches fallin' like the snow
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| On top yea no cold
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| Hoes on me no coat
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| I stay by the pole
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| Might light up your home
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| Fly just like the sleigh
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| She look at me, glad you came here
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| Prance on over here, get on this dick and make it rain dear
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| Come and sit it on me
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| Tell me what you want for Christmas
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| I’m gon' put it down like I wrote it on my gift list
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| Hotbox full of smoke
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Shawty smelled my Christmas sweater she already know
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| She gon' give me head underneath the mistletoe
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| And that molly in my sock, we call it stockings full of coal
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| Pocket full of dough, try to take it no you won’t
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| Lay a nigga down, that’s a angel in the snow
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| Heater in my coat baby, so I’m never cold
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| Like a Eskimo, baby, I stay by the pole
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| I run it up, don’t get no sleep until I got a bag
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| I got them hitters, slide like a sleigh, I’m pop em' like a tag
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| Put em in the bag, put em in the past, smellin fresh like a drag
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| Skirt off in the wraith, do the race
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| Talkin' like a Migo, do the dash
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| I’m cold and on point like a ice pick
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| She freaky, she naughty on my list
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| Bands in my pants call it shoplift
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| I’m fly like an angel I’m super lit
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| I’m singing so much slowly like the snow
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| When she get it call her Rudolph, she gon' glow
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Pulled up in a Wraith
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| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes, yeah
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Hopped up out the Wraith
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| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid, yeah
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes, yeah
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| You know I got that bag with me I came to play
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| Yo bitch wanna ride, heard bout how I slay, yeah
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| Bitch I’m suited up, big strap on my waist
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| I stay by the pole, it get colder everyday yeah
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| Light up like Christmas nigga
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| No Saint Nicholas, I’m gifted nigga
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| All year I’m uplifting niggas
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| I don’t ever part from this spirit nigga
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| Got haters green, pissed until they meet the Grinch yea
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| I’m probably, what on they bitch Christmas list
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| No mistletoe, she want to give it a kiss yea
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| No candy cane, but I let her lick the stick
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| I end fast but I start slow
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| Beat it up, harpo
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| No message back, Morse Code
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| Jack frost my heart cold
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| Told myself as a kid that when I get older I’m gonna get
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| My kids everything that my moms and pops couldn’t afford to get
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| Now all year round, I buy my sons and daughter all sorta shit
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| Lit like Christmas trees, bitches wanna hang like an ornament
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| I’m on my glow like I’m Rudolph
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| I swear you fuck niggas too soft
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| These bitches feeling my whole squad
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| We get to bussin, no shoot-off
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| She wanna be where my shows is
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| She wanna know how the pole is
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| She say she wanna come sit on me
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| She want to me to slide down her chimney
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| I got that bag like I’m shopping
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| Move with that steal like the Grinch
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| Cuz I know them haters be watchin'
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| And I’ma slide with no problem
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| Fuck niggas know how I’m rockin'
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| You don’t want me and my helpers
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| Inside yo house with them stockings
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Pulled up in a Wraith
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| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes
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| Dashin' through the snow
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| Hopped up out the Wraith
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| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid
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| Saucin' with my bros
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| I stay by my pole
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| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes |