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chillinit – xmas song lyrics

[verse 1]
ah sh+t, this is just another christmas
money, hoes and b+tches, nothing on my wishlist
acquiring these riches, my mind is on the business
bad boy, no sins, no forgiveness
santa on my hitlist, since a young age
december 25th has never been a fun day
get my lungs blazed till i saw the sun came
ponder deep thoughts, that my life in this drug game
life’s worthless, december 25th
is just another day on the calendar, ain’t worth sh+t
it’s just a marketing scheme that’s targeting dreams
these young kids fake and they start to believe
and then
you gotta stare in these poor little eyes
and say “it’s all made up, son. it’s all just a lie, but face it”
but think back to the basics, we get told that some man called saint nick
sneaks in my house through the chimney or bas+m+nt
put presents under the tree, then leaves with no traces
c’mon, dawg, are you f+cking with me?
presents underneath the tree, man it’s hard to believe
besides, who the f+ck is this man committing b & es?
on my house, while i’m asleep, man gotta creep
reindeers? nah, i make the rain pour
brain to the chainsaw, vroom make your brains soar
i stab his face till his ears clot
pull his fake beard off and make him take the whole year off
there’s 12 days. of christmas in the middle of summer
well, that’s nine days for bending and then three to recover
[chorus]
so on christmas, you might see me up at westfield
blazing esh reel, and then video with the fresh reals
man, i’m in the cycle of a skipping rope
jumping and dodging, like i was hoping i ain’t tripping though
christmas day, you can find me at the pub on some drugs
puffing bud while i’m sipping on a whiskey coke
b+tch, kiss me underneath the mistletoe
fire off the crotch rocket, see how far the missile go

[verse 2]
so christmas, is a no go bro
i’m all about the money my ho ho hoes
so, i’ll be hitting wh0res till the day i’m 64
north pole with my pole out, f+cking mrs claus
bed squeak, bed sheets start hitting floors
next week, no doubt, mrs claus didn’t walk
real talk, i hope my fans all good
i know they are cause they’re strong, man my fans all hood
it’d chillin’, 420 tribe, been a good year
shout outs to the fans, man hope you had a good year
we making moves, whole scene shook next year
hustlehard tv, we have our best year
bruh

- chillinit lyrics

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