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majin tai - majin tai - santa's manor lyrics

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[chorus]

b+tch i’m boss rick ross, uh
lil woadie trippin off the nock okay
you gon catch me sippin’ on the voss
money clean cause’ i use the floss okay

santa, put you on the list you a l!ck
you a naughty boy, woadie you a b+tch okay and
you can hold this coal cuz you a bad boy okay
don’t try it, i keep iron on me, sl!ck rick

[verse 1]

in my manner we making them toys
all my elf’s filled with joy
when they gifitin’ the rugers and bl!cks
we movin that work cross the nation
even yo location
like that boy shaquille we moving them bricks

gave that boy coal now he think i’m a d+ck
well maybe next year don’t act like a female
a b+tch, talk crazy next year imma slide through the cut leavе a hitch in yo sitch

don’t talk tough to rudolph he’ll prance on yo ass like his bro lеave that red on yo nose take yo face off
me and them deers bout to swerve in the red and the gold with them choppas we takin the case off
okay, woadie it’s winter no muf+ckin days off
jits being good we do muf+ckin payoffs
f+ck all them boys being bad we gon take off
dishin the rock left and right like the playoffs

[chorus]

b+tch i’m boss rick ross, uh
lil woadie trippin off the nock okay
you gon catch me sippin’ on the voss
money clean cause’ i use the floss okay

santa, put you on the list you a l!ck
you a naughty boy, woadie you a b+tch okay and
you can hold this coal cuz you a bad boy okay
don’t try it, i keep iron on me, sl!ck rick

[verse 2]

i ain’t feeling the holiday spirit i’m feeling the spirit of murking these f+cka’s
they come by the gang and act naughty i swear on the muf+ckin north pole we layin out busta’s
i trek cross the lands with the ice like the north pole and south pole i feel like the ice road trucka’s
i ain’t simping for that lil b+tch misses claus imma stay with nog cause’ i am not them
sucka’s

b+tch i am santa you know this job ain’t easy
all these cookies got me feeling real queasy
i’ma pull up on the grinch give em the breezy
you know i keep a cup on me like i’m wheezy
balling days, this is them
mix the nog up with the gin, like it’s chem
move em gifts, all we know
calling plays, give and go

got a big ass tree i got it from the sap
i gon move with the ruger think i need
a nap
i swear these people irk me they itchin to cap
i’m tired of being humble can’t keep
in wrap

hold on man f+ck a lil kid i keep gat on my lap
that lil ah boy talking sh+t bet he dying
to scr+p
think i might have call up the elf’s in the trap
you know they got the push and the pole with the strap

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