Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FGE Christmas Song, artist - Montana of 300. Date of issue: 17.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
FGE Christmas Song |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Pulled up in a Wraith |
| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Hopped up out the Wraith |
| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes |
| Feel like Santa Clause, baby I got all the hoes |
| Cold ass nigga, bitches fallin' like the snow |
| On top yea no cold |
| Hoes on me no coat |
| I stay by the pole |
| Might light up your home |
| Fly just like the sleigh |
| She look at me, glad you came here |
| Prance on over here, get on this dick and make it rain dear |
| Come and sit it on me |
| Tell me what you want for Christmas |
| I’m gon' put it down like I wrote it on my gift list |
| Hotbox full of smoke |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Shawty smelled my Christmas sweater she already know |
| She gon' give me head underneath the mistletoe |
| And that molly in my sock, we call it stockings full of coal |
| Pocket full of dough, try to take it no you won’t |
| Lay a nigga down, that’s a angel in the snow |
| Heater in my coat baby, so I’m never cold |
| Like a Eskimo, baby, I stay by the pole |
| I run it up, don’t get no sleep until I got a bag |
| I got them hitters, slide like a sleigh, I’m pop em' like a tag |
| Put em in the bag, put em in the past, smellin fresh like a drag |
| Skirt off in the wraith, do the race |
| Talkin' like a Migo, do the dash |
| I’m cold and on point like a ice pick |
| She freaky, she naughty on my list |
| Bands in my pants call it shoplift |
| I’m fly like an angel I’m super lit |
| I’m singing so much slowly like the snow |
| When she get it call her Rudolph, she gon' glow |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Pulled up in a Wraith |
| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes, yeah |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Hopped up out the Wraith |
| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid, yeah |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes, yeah |
| You know I got that bag with me I came to play |
| Yo bitch wanna ride, heard bout how I slay, yeah |
| Bitch I’m suited up, big strap on my waist |
| I stay by the pole, it get colder everyday yeah |
| Light up like Christmas nigga |
| No Saint Nicholas, I’m gifted nigga |
| All year I’m uplifting niggas |
| I don’t ever part from this spirit nigga |
| Got haters green, pissed until they meet the Grinch yea |
| I’m probably, what on they bitch Christmas list |
| No mistletoe, she want to give it a kiss yea |
| No candy cane, but I let her lick the stick |
| I end fast but I start slow |
| Beat it up, harpo |
| No message back, Morse Code |
| Jack frost my heart cold |
| Told myself as a kid that when I get older I’m gonna get |
| My kids everything that my moms and pops couldn’t afford to get |
| Now all year round, I buy my sons and daughter all sorta shit |
| Lit like Christmas trees, bitches wanna hang like an ornament |
| I’m on my glow like I’m Rudolph |
| I swear you fuck niggas too soft |
| These bitches feeling my whole squad |
| We get to bussin, no shoot-off |
| She wanna be where my shows is |
| She wanna know how the pole is |
| She say she wanna come sit on me |
| She want to me to slide down her chimney |
| I got that bag like I’m shopping |
| Move with that steal like the Grinch |
| Cuz I know them haters be watchin' |
| And I’ma slide with no problem |
| Fuck niggas know how I’m rockin' |
| You don’t want me and my helpers |
| Inside yo house with them stockings |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Pulled up in a Wraith |
| I come with that bag so you know a nigga paid |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes |
| Dashin' through the snow |
| Hopped up out the Wraith |
| I come with the bag so you know a nigga paid |
| Saucin' with my bros |
| I stay by my pole |
| I’m like Santa Claus, baby I got all the hoes |