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the beaters 70 - merry christmas lyrics

[verse 1: leon]
sitting on this call with marcus
i got my d+ck in my hands and i ask him if he want this
making this christmas song at 2 am
rappin’ to the beat and i like to say “ey”
what is up fazey can you please call me up?
i got some whiskey and some henny in my motherf+cking cup
missing you like crazy it’s been f+cking me up
i got a call in the morning saying “hey, h+llo, wassup”

[verse 2: leon]
the caller was marcus he said “get on the game”
“i got these n+ggas around me screaming my f+cking name”
pulled up in a black raycaster
i pulled out my d+ck and i ask her if i can blast her
everybody knows me i’m the east brickton master
and your girl is screaming “leon please go faster!”
filming a film with jack’s girl asking if i can cast her
i f+cked that n+ggas b+tch and then i just moved past her
[verse 3: marcus]
gonna l!ck it, gonna suck it, gonna make it f+cking good
gonna make some bread and make it out the motherf+cking hood
gonna touch it, gonna f+ck it till it’s really understood
gonna make it hot like it’s a russian backwood
and the gangers got some presents too
a new tv and a stereooohh
a new suburb ‘bout as blue as the sky
the best that money couldn’t even buy
cause money could never ever buy the feelin’
the one that comes from not concealin ‘
with a black suited dude, with a friendly attitude
gonna make you say “wassup”
gonna make you buy my lube
gonna make you buy my box
gonna make you buy my c+ck
gonna eat your 60 b+lls and i’m gonna f+ck a rock
so this is how the story ends
with 2 white kids recording sense
i wish you a christmas so don’t say that i’m right
and i also want to wish you a good f+cking night

- the beaters 70 lyrics

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