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young associates - crispmas flow lyrics

track: “crispmas flow (prod. the sargent)”
artist: bri crisp & the sargent (as young -ssociates)
album: merry crispmas: vol. 3
year: 2019

[intro: bri crisp]

hey
hey
hey

[verse 1 part 1: bri crisp]

all your ornaments are d-ld-s
leave that corny sh-t for griddles
when you grilling in the summer
this the winter
this for real, dude
this that leave you with a widow
this that leave you in the window
if you on the naughty list
this that hit you in your shin bone
h-llo
from across the pond
not frozen just a little chilly
i have begun…
to swim inside of a place that i never should have
but now that we done started
keep it going
never look back

[verse 1 part 2: the sargent]

no look p-ss
dope in my book bag
chef like i cook crack
your sh-t bad
nah, never bump that
listen to no dumb tracks
that i can’t do
so high that i flew
sick like the flu
i’m fire in the booth
don’t ever try to test me
knock you out lefty
every verse i murk an emcee
ain’t that the truth
stay rappin’ rude
don’t clash the dude
goons after you
if i battle you
i’d shatter you
if you the sun
i’d still out shadow you
turn spit to vapor
make a star burst
bring different flavors like starbursts
the world in flames from a sarge verse
i bring the fade like barbers

[hook: bri crisp & the sargent]

oh, oh
the crispmas flow
crisper than you know
step in
to the bathroom
and then it starts to snow!

[verse 2 part 1: the sargent]

buddy the elf
which colors your favorite?
take the toys off the shelf
all my brothers amazing
with the tracks that we making
flow sl!cker than ice
the illest on mics
hung like the lights
we coming tonight
pray for your life
the reaper in sight
at your door like christmas wreaths
young rapping lord stay spittin’ heat
the king of beats
you ain’t got sh-t on me
with the team make history
these winter streets i bring the flame
young innovate
here to the k!ll the game
still never change
i been the same
i know myself
don’t need to renovate, nah

[verse 2 part 2: bri crisp]

f-ck a house hunter b-tch i’m hunting heads
bet you call the feds
bet you call for help
when i hop on down the chimney and start dumping sh-lls
no one could really blame you
couldn’t do nothing else
homie riding around with carols
presents ain’t fit in a bag need a barrel
presence reflected on murals
you ain’t see me in church but you could catch me in a stairwell
ain’t your buddy
ain’t will ferrell
ain’t no empire and i ain’t no rebels
i’m the ghost of crispmas b-ss and you the ghost of christmas treble
farewell

[hook: bri crisp & the sargent]

oh, oh
the crispmas flow
crisper than you know
step in
to the bathroom
and then it starts to snow!

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