Tag: Santa Claus


Jamie Cullum – The Pianoman At Christmas Lyrics


Sitting down there at the old folks home crooning "White Christmas"
I got three hundred songs about Santa Claus under my fingers
Then down to the Crown hotel
Play ’till our heads hurt like hell
I’m asking myself
Who am I supposed to be?

But there’s always somewhere to go
You’re never gonna be lonely
Under the mistletoe
I thought I could be your man
But I’m just the pianoman
At Christmas

There’s always a new place to go to, just no one to go with
But when I strike up with old Nat King Cole, I’m the hero till morning
While they rock around the tree
I can’t shake I feel so empty
I’m asking myself
Who am I supposed to be?

But there’s always somewhere to go
You’re never gonna be lonely
Under the mistletoe
I thought I could be your man
But I’m just the pianoman

Well, I’ve always been a loner with some songs in my back pocket
And a million bar room uprights couldn’t bring me any solace
Will someone come and tell me
Who am I supposed to be?

I’m just tryin’ to find my way through
Don’t care about a saviour, just wanna hold on to you
I thought I could be your man
But I’m just the pianoman

Yeah, there’s always somewhere to go
You’re never gonna be lonely
Under the mistletoe
I thought I could be your man
But I’m always the pianoman at Christmas


V – Snow Flower Lyrics


[Romanized:]

Hey snow
It’s coming today
Mwol junbihamyeon dwae
Neol bangil junbin ok

Hoesaek
Kaenbeoseu wie fallin’
Nega deopeojumyeon dwae
Sesangeul nege julge

Chagaun gyejeol soge
Nega oneun geon ibenteu
Nae blue and greyreul
Nongnyeojul ttatteuthan nege

Christmas without you would just not be Christmas at all
Bright mistletoes up above us, it’s just you and me

I love you

On sesangi hayan kkotdeullo
Uriui siganeul deouk teukbyeolhage
Meomchwojin sigandeul sogeseo
Seulpeun ne misoe kkochi naeryeojigil

Areumdapge sesangi hayake muldeul ttae
Bitbaraen geu saekdeureul neowa beonjilge
Olhaeneun yeogijeogi hayan cheonsadeuri manchana
Sumeul keuge swigo neoreul daleun jeogi kkotdeureul bwa
Nae yeope ttatteuthan ongireul neukkyeojwo
Chadichan ne goun soneuro nal jabajwo
Neol gyesok jikyeojulge
Pyeongsaeng neowa hayan nuneul gachi majeulge

Did you see the snow?
Like your eyes
Believe in Santa Claus?
Neowa ttatteuthan
Seonmureul gajyeogalge
Kokkeutgwa gachi i gyejeori ol ttaemada
Fall in love
I’m just feeling
Nae gyeote isseojwo
Neowa bareul matchwo
I noraereul bureulge

You make me wanna be a better man

On sesangi hayan kkotdeullo
Uriui bunwigil deouk gipeojige
Meomchwojin garodeung araeeseo
Unneun ne misoe kkochi naeryeojigil

[Korean:]

Hey snow
It’s coming today
뭘 준비하면 돼
널 반길 준빈 ok

회색
캔버스 위에 fallin’
네가 덮어주면 돼
세상을 네게 줄게

차가운 계절 속에
네가 오는 건 이벤트
내 blue and grey를
녹여줄 따뜻한 네게

Christmas without you would just not be Christmas at all
Bright mistletoes up above us, it’s just you and me

I love you

온 세상이 하얀 꽃들로
우리의 시간을 더욱 특별하게
멈춰진 시간들 속에서
슬픈 네 미소에 꽃이 내려지길

아름답게 세상이 하얗게 물들 때
빛바랜 그 색들을 너와 번질게
올해는 여기저기 하얀 천사들이 많잖아
숨을 크게 쉬고 너를 닮은 저기 꽃들을 봐
내 옆에 따뜻한 온기를 느껴줘
차디찬 네 고운 손으로 날 잡아줘
널 계속 지켜줄게
평생 너와 하얀 눈을 같이 맞을게

Did you see the snow?
Like your eyes
Believe in Santa Claus?
너와 따뜻한
선물을 가져갈게
코끝과 같이 이 계절이 올 때마다
Fall in love
I’m just feeling
내 곁에 있어줘

너와 발을 맞춰
이 노래를 부를게

You make me wanna be a better man

온 세상이 하얀 꽃들로
우리의 분위길 더욱 깊어지게
멈춰진 가로등 아래에서
웃는 네 미소에 꽃이 내려지길

[English translation:]

Hey snow
It’s coming today
What should I prepare?
Ok, I’m ready to welcome you

Gray
Fallin’ on canvas
You can cover it up
I’ll give you the world

In the cold season
You coming is the special event for me
My blue and grey
Your warm will melt

Christmas without you would just not be Christmas at all
Bright mistletoe up above us, it’s just you and me

I love you

The whole world is full of white flowers
Make our time even more special
In the dead of time
May the flowers fall on your sad smile

When the world turns beautifully white
I’ll spread those faded colors with you
There’s a lot of white angels here and there this year
Take a deep breath and look at those flowers that look like you
Feel the warmth next to me
I want you to hold me with your beautiful hands
I’ll keep you safe
I’ll spend the rest of my life in your white eyes

Did you see the snow?
Like your eyes
Believe in Santa Claus?
Warm with you
I’ll take the gift
Every time this season comes, like the tip of your nose
Fall in love
I’m just feeling
Stand by my side
I’ll match your footsteps
I’ll sing this song

You make me wanna be a better man

The whole world is full of white flowers
Make our atmosphere deeper
Under a stopped street lamp
May your smile bring down flowers


Twisted Insane – Black Christmas Lyrics


Play this song

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
They find me in the middle of your roof (poof)
I told em I was working on the night shift (you lying nigga)
They told me I was lying
But I promise if anybody try me
With the perfect timing I light shit
Double cup a persons up and I sign a slut
People think I’m here and go psychotic man
You told em that you want a couple things I know they told you they would get it but I promise it was not today
Lifting weight so I can get this motherfucking tree up the
Chimney off the Henney bitch I mix it with the Creatine
Bracking with the rapping fuck it must’ve been the B in me
Always bout the treat cause I be blowing on my greenery
Laughing when they saying they defeating me
Why the fuck I’m breathing?
Ain’t nobody ever seeing me
I got em wondering at night like what the fuck he bringing me?
Holy shit, what the fuck he feeding me?
It’s gon be a Black Christmas

[Hook: Twisted Insane] (x2)
Yeah, jolly with the roll
Been strapped
Got em when I shoot
Red hat
All the way to boots
Red sack
Fill it with the loot
It’s gon be a Black Christmas

[Bridge: Dayo G & Twisted Insane]
Run up on Santa
3 holes in his chest
Mrs. Santa Claus blowing for bread
Smile at the elves and tell em oohhooo
It’s gon be a Black Christmas
I’m like a Robin, no poor on my guys
Stop and celebrate snort up a line
Smile at the elves and tell em oohhooo
It’s gon be a Black Christmas

[Bridge 2: Twisted Insane]
I woke up on Christmas Day
Santa’s sleigh on my roof
I ran back into my house and told my dad to look
He came out to take a peak
That is when, Krampus leaked
Caught my dad two little pieces now his brain is cooked
Triv

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
I’m sorry that I had to ruin Christmas
People say I’m kinda like a Scrooge
Put a couple bodies in the ditches
Told em all I blame it on the booze
Fucked around and saw it on the news
Finally, crime is getting famous and they got me on the T.V
Sick of all this talk about this Santa
When I catch him I’mma cut him into itty-bitty pieces
Finally when at night when I was waiting about 3 or 4
Caught him with his reindeer and his beat up vehicle
Knew he hit up every house and only had bout 3 to go
He went down the chimney and I know it’s bout to be some smoke, nigga
Put a phone by the reindeer I said that
Hop up outta the chimney
Took his red sack and his red hat
Better not say another word I will burst with this lead stack
Have a nigga lay out by the reindeer
You came here
I did that
Krampus nigga
Remember the name next year
December 24th I be the hoes turn a death ear
Tune into the broadband, better hurry up get neck ear
I come back with The Return and I’m all burned they best fear
Faded off the Eggnog and winter Jack
Candy-cane lane, bloodstains on Santas sack
Caught him in the snow with a sword and a battle axe
Excuse me little wee blood need it for my cataract

[Bridge: Twisted Insane]
I woke up on Christmas Day
Santa’s sleigh on my roof
I ran back into my house and told my dad to look
He came out to take a peak
That is when, Krampus leaked
Caught my dad two little pieces now his brain is cooked
It’s gone be a Black Christmas

[Hook: Twisted Insane] (x2)
Yeah, jolly with the roll
Been strapped
Got em when I shoot
Red hat
All the way to boots
Red sack
Fill it with the loot
It’s gon be a Black Christmas

[Bridge: Dayo G & Twisted Insane]
Run up on Santa
3 holes in his chest
Mrs. Santa Claus blowing for bread
Smile at the elves and tell em oohhooo
It’s gon be a Black Christmas
I’m like a Robin, no poor on my guys
Stop and celebrate snort up a line
Smile at the elves and tell em oohhooo
It’s gon be a Black Christmas

[Outro: Twisted Insane]
It’s gon be a black Christmas


Perry Como – Santa Claus Is Coming To Town Lyrics


You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list
He’s checking it twice
He’s gonna find out
Who’s naughty or nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
So you better watch out

You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
The kids in girl and boyland
Will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a toyland
All around the Christmas tree
So you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus (is comin’ to town)
Santa Claus (is comin’ to town)
Santa Claus is comin’
Santa Claus is comin’
Santa Claus is comin’
To town


Lil’ Wayne – In This House Lyrics (feat. Gucci Mane)


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Actin' like they killers, but them niggas just some hoes
We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
Everything we got, we had to whip it out the bowl
Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap
A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (Racks)
20k for a coat that I ain't even wore
This bitch so bad, I let her shop, I made 'em close the store
She think she trickin' me, but bitch don't know my pockets swole (The money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (Top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (Ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
And all my shooters shootin; .223's 'bout me, wop

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Refrain 1: Frank Ski & Lil Wayne]
(Whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Refrain 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy you been a ho since Arsenio
f*ck your bitch, put her in the figure four
Scope on the gun, better visual
Silencer make the bullets tippy-toe
I don't give a f*ck, never gave f*cks
'Cause I always knew that a better day come
Haven't been asleep, seven day run
Never knew how a Chevrolet run
Ice Cube, Eazy-E, Ren, and Dre
I am the new NWA
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Take lives like students took lessons
Jail time, felt like it took seconds

I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
All these ho niggas must be Hochella
[Refrain 1: Frank Ski & Lil Wayne]
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
You a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
No bullshit, my nigga
I'm pushin' my triggers
They lookin' for niggas in bushes, my nigga
In the ocean, in the lake, in the woods, in the rivers
The skies was gray and the bullets was silver
Young Money on front of my hoodie, my nigga
You front on your money, you couldn’t, my nigga
We kill you by breakfast and cook you for dinner
The lesbians say you a p*ssy-ass nigga, ol' ho-ass nigga
I put some pressure on your ho
Make her tell me what she know
Stop confessin' to that ho
Stop confidin' in that ho
Stop providin' for that ho
You gon' die for that ho
Suicide for that ho
[Refrain 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Frank Ski]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
(There's some whores in this house)


Danny Brown – Belly of The Beast Lyrics


Play this song

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
Maniac off Xanny bars
Sack like Santa Claus
That puts you in the figure-four
My literature is like I wrote it in silver
And you’re on the podium with speech of rhodium
Your bitch like a leech on my scrotum
Ho tried to kill the dick, strangled them and choked ’em
After she was done I looked down at my penis
Like, she really ain’t mean it
Nigga, I’m anemic with the ink, you a Stevie Wonder blink
I take a piss in that same sink you wash dishes with
You’re illiterate, ya Bisquick soft
I pulled the biscuit then you dipped like cocktail sauce
I eat so many shrimp I got iodine poison
Hoes on my dick ’cause I look like Roy Orbison
Got a foursome with four fours and I called it a twelve
One was chubby, one was ugly, wack as hell (Ah)

[Chorus: Obongjayar]
This can’t be real, I’m in a dream
I don’t have skin, I just shine
They can’t contain me, I’m free
It feels like losing your mind

[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
Psycho, crazy, deranged
Spittin’ on tracks like oncoming train
Vocal laid down like tower of burnin’ flame
Sippin’ gasoline, made her pour canteen
Stone Temple Pilot crashed in to the wall
While listenin’ to Wu-Tang and rubbin’ on his balls
Off them bars of footballs, thoughts playin’ foosball
In VIP, sleep with shades on the boo-ya
So bitch, bust that shit open like you landed knee-first
Let me stick my finger in it, what it smell like, birth?
If it smell like syrup you gon’ get this work
But if it smell like perch, gotta disperse
I’m a pervert wearin’ sherbet, take your baby mama, turn her
As a youngin’ mama should have handcuffed me to the furnace

[Chorus: Obongjayar]
This can’t be real, I’m in a dream
I don’t have skin, I just shine
They can’t contain me I’m free
It feels like losing your mind


Aloe Blacc – All I Want for Christmas Is You Lyrics


[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)

[Verse 1]
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There’s just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won’t make me happy
With a toy on Christmas Day

[Pre-Chorus]
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
‘Cause all I want for Christmas is you

[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)

[Verse 2]
I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish for snow
And I’m just going to keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won’t make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won’t even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeer click

[Pre-Chorus]
I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do?
‘Cause all I want for Christmas is you
You, baby

[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)

[Bridge]
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children
The laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa, won’t you bring me the one I really need?
Won’t you please bring my baby to me?

[Verse 3]
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door

[Pre-Chorus]
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
‘Cause all I want for Christmas
Is you

[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you
All I want for Christmas, yeah, is you (I said it now)


Young Thug – Money Shot Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, diamonds real clear (clear)
Never drink beer (nah)
I prefer lean, my dear (Wok’, slatt)
Eight hoes with me like Santa Claus’ deers (slatt)
And I’m gon fly outta here
Wheezy beats
Buzz Lightyear (ayy)

[Verse ]
I drink [?] Voss (woah)
I ain’t never drove an Impa—nah
Pinky ring is a star (uh)
Young nigga buyin’ out the bar, yeah (cash out)
The top go away (uh, whew)
[?]
Get me a bottle
Pop it and spray it in his face
Why the big bubble every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very amaze, yeah
Buy the big bezel every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very baby, ooh
So many spots, got you dazed (dazed)
So many spots like a maze (maze)
Gotta see the plantation, it’s amazin’ (maze)
I need 500 [?] (woo)
All my diamonds got a cravin’, huh
Got the bitch a spot in Brookhaven, huh
Diamonds so wet like I bathe em, yeah
Nuts too big to be scary, yeah
Psychic like That’s So Raven, yeah
Shot a fuck nigga in his face (doo-doo-doo-doo)
[?], not a [?]
All these feds tryna raid, yeah
Flipping these bitches, Johnny Cage (huh)
Bitches wanna fuck a bitch bae (ooh)
Bitches steady with the bang bang (woo)
Bitches wanna fuck night and day (woo)
This ain’t for you no shade (woo)
First I was ugly, now I’m lame
Bitches wanna have a baby (woo)
They say I look good and smell the same (woo)
Dawg you better guard your wave, yeah
Rap niggas watching my page, yeah
Yeah, pussy smell good like ooh, ooh
Bald head pussy got a shave
Good music playin’ through Dre’s
I’ma take the diamonds and wash my face, yeah
Bitch I’m gettin’ fresh in my sleep, yeah
Ain’t out rockin’ no J’s, yeah
Star on my Nike, today
Gorilla pants and they Bape (woo)
I’m havin’ a marvellous day
Hop in the ‘Rarri, go major
I don’t play games, 2K
I can’t have one bae
These bitches they want a be around me
‘Cause they know I make ’em slay, hey


Frank Sinatra – Santa Claus Is Coming to Town (v2) Lyrics


You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He’s making a list
And checking it twice
He’s gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake (really?)
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake

Oh, you better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

Say, you better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He’s making a list
And he’s checking it twice
He’s gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake

Oh, you better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town


Trinidad James – Black Santa


[Intro]
(Yeah…)
(Oh, Christmas, oh)
(Oh my Christmas time)
(This ain’t Chrismas time (2x))

[Verse 1]
Hey
Didn’t get shit for Christmas
Cause my momma, she a Witness
And my daddy, he a Christian
But I’m on that nigga shit list
I don’t trust in Santa Claus
Because that ain’t my religion
I be buyin’ gifts
For my myself and other people children’s, bitch
Christmas season, baby
Niggas robbin’ and they killin’
Drop a bomb down your chimney
Watch it blow-blow-blow
Black Santa, red bands
I’m on these hoe-hoe-hoes
I got gifts in my trunk
I’m smoking mistletoe

[Hook 2x]
Black Santa, Black Santa
Every hood know me
Black Santa, Black Santa
All my kids love me
Black Santa, Black Santa
You don’t need a Christmas tree
Black Santa, Black Santa
Everybody gon’ eat

[Verse 2]
Jewish nigga, Hanukkah
Black Santa, Kwanzaa
Black Santa, run it up
Black Santa, save it up
Black Santa, drip it in
Some Kinte clothes
I swear all my jewelry burr
Like it’s from North Pole
I ain’t climbin’ on the roof
Still doin’ back door
Single parent household
Getting heat from a stove
Kid sleepin’ on the floor
Cause we so ghetto
Black Santa give you iPhone
But it’s still Metro

[Hook 2x]
Black Santa, Black Santa
Every hood know me
Black Santa, Black Santa
All my kids love me
Black Santa, Black Santa
You don’t need a Christmas tree
Black Santa, Black Santa
Everybody gon’ eat

[Outro]
Black Santa, Black Santa [3x]
Black Santa, Black Santa (Oh, Christmas, oh)
Black Santa, Black Santa (Oh my Christmas time)
Black Santa, Black Santa (This ain’t Christmastime) [4x]
Black Santa, Black Santa


Azealia Banks – Icy Colors Change Lyrics


[Intro]
I see colors changing
Every holiday is amazing with you
Happy holidays to you, baby

[Verse 1]
How do you feel about the pale moon and stars above?
All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
But now that we have grown so near beneath the August sun
Lover of mine, let’s catch some shade beneath the fading trees
Of all the seasons jewels, it took
One autumn afternoon to fall in love with you

[Verse 2]
The Benz is butter beige
I whip that Benz like “what a slay”
Got that good good
Make you wanna stay home for the holiday
This that flow you been missing
Dashing young Vixen
Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
What’s on your wishlist?
Got what you want, my love is like Christmas
Candles, kisses, diamonds frigid, fashion district
Sip this witches brew, first class ticket to you
Fantasies come true when I kick it with you
In the winter wonderland when you hold my hand
Come back on the block where the guns go blam
We pick out the tree like Amsterdam, damn

[Chorus]
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
I need your love
I see you through my rosy colored shades
Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
Bet I’ll keep you ’cause you’re my cozy candy cane
[?]
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
If I be yours and you’re mine
Every other day will be a holiday for me and you
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?

[Verse 3]
See lights in the night, you could feel it in the air
Party over here, we getting naughty over here
Santa Claus know I floss and shine, Rudolph
Talk – New York, style – catwalk
See me in the streets like “how much that cost?”
Can’t keep up with the queen, baby, that’s your loss
You know I get dough
Kiss from the lips under mistletoe
Now you in my spell, ringing up my cell, hitting jingle bells
It’s the hot coco, not for show
Lock n’ load, rock n’ roll, I gots to go
Pack your shit, start the whip
Ride with me, fly with me
Keep it real but you could lie with me
And you ain’t gotta say goodbye to me

[Chorus]
When the leaves fall, I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
I need your love
I lay through my rosy colored shades
Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
Bet I’ll keep you cause you’re my cozy candy cane
I need to see
When the leaves fall, I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?

[Outro]
A doe, a doe, a deer anew, a fawn
A doe, the day, the dew, the dawn
What sort of déjà vu’s upon us?
Wood blocks of A-B-C strewn through the hall
And gold champagne for two adorers
A song to celebrate our love
Red garland drapes the tree like you
When your arms are ’round my waist, I feel the world
Our love will grow and take us farther
Now I’ve a reverie of you and you’re a
You’re a ray, a view of sun
A star ablaze the moonlit water


Nicki Minaj Stars In New H&M Holiday Campaign With Jesse Williams


Nicki Minaj takes on a starring role in the new H&M Holiday Campaign with Jesse Williams.

This is the second TV ad for H&M that Nicki Minaj and Williams are starring in. The Young Money rapper has been teasing some behind the scenes clip of her collaboration with H&M and now we finally are seeing the ads where she plays a fairy godmother and Jesse Williams is her husband.

The nearly three and a half minute clip became available this week showing a magical fairy tale land of elves, fairies, Santa Claus and even his evil brother all in a parallel universe. The cut also shows Jesse Williams reading his daughter a bedtime story about an evil villain who stole gifts from children on Christmas, but he is tracked down by a brave young girl.

Nicki Minaj, aka the Wisest Thingy, aka the girls Fairy Godmother and Jesse Williams, aka the Fastest Fairy in the World helped the heroic girl by creating a black hole inside her bedroom. When that didn’t help her track down the gift thief, she magically found his address on the internet and it turns out to be Santa Claus’ brother. Watch the commercial below.


Nef The Pharaoh – Mistletoe (Unsensored)


[Spoken Intro: Nef The Pharaoh]
I need all the sexy ass ladies to come down to the dance floor right now
We just changed the course of history
Christmas ain’t gon’ never be the same

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe

[Bridge: Nef The Pharaoh]
My son saw his mum [?] skin, Santa Claus
My son saw his mum [?] skin, Santa Claus
My son saw his mum [?] skin, Santa Claus
My son saw his mum [?] skin, Santa Claus

[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Shoutout to them stripping ass thick thots
As soon they can powder their nose
On the pole she know all types of tricks bruh
She will have you spending your dough
All the pimps try to knock her
But they never succeed
And i’m the type of cat that never drops her
Thats why she’s coming home with me

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe

[Verse 2: Nef The Pharaoh]
Scrolling through my muthafucking phone
Tryna find me a thoty that’ll slide
Over the hills we go
In a brand new drop top ride
(keys, keys, keys)
Diamonds on my chains hit ore
Mike Tyson on fight night
If you see her riding in my car
She gon’ go and take pipe
(aight, aight, aight)

[Hook: Nef The Pharaoh]
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe
Come blow me on the mistletoe
Bitch blow me on the mistletoe


Gucci Mane – St. Brick Intro (The Return Of East Atlanta Santa Album)


[Intro]
An igloo full of snow and a white stove
House full of naked hoes snortin’ blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they cookin’ blow
I’m in zone six aka the North Pole

[Verse]
Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
It’s the middle of December she pulled up in a skirt
Santa Claus of the hood
I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa
Run up on me get murked
I’m just trappin’ through the snow
Sellin’ nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK (gra, gra, gra)
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m sellin’ bales of cannabis
Preachin’ like an evangelist
But I don’t fuck with amateurs
I drive spiders, yeah, tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic shit
But I’m cookin’ cocaine, candle lit
I’m so trill, your hoe can’t handle it
But damn, that bitch can suck a dick
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t fuck no basic bitch
The teacher teachin’ arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clique
And told you how to kill a snitch
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky shit
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as shit
Ricky Dinky record shit
I sell more meth than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started sellin’ Christmas tree
I’m tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its Hollis, Queens
I’m stompin’ in my shell toes
Christmas time in ’96
I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give
But I don’t fuck with twelve though

[Outro]
Santa Claus in the city, bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus


Slade – Merry X-Mas Everybody lyrics


[Verse 1]
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall
It’s the time that every Santa has a ball
Does he ride a red nosed reindeer
Does a ton-up on his sleigh
Do the fairies keep him sober for a day.

[Chorus]
So here it is Merry Christmas
Everybody’s having fun
Look to the future now,
It’s only just begun.

[Verse 2]
Are you waiting for the family to arrive
Are you sure you got the room to spare inside
Does your granny always tell ya
That the old songs are the best
Then she’s up and rock and rollin’ with the rest.

[Chorus]
So here it is Merry Christmas
Everybody’s having fun
Look to the future now
It’s only just begun.

[Bridge]
What will your daddy do when he sees
Your mama kissin’ Santa Claus
Ah ah

[Verse 3]
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall
Are you hoping that the snow will start to fall
Do you ride on down the hillside
In a buggy you have made
When you land upon your head
Then you been slayed.

[Chorus]
So here it is Merry Christmas
Everybody’s having fun
Look to the future now
It’s only just begun.

[Chorus]
So here it is Merry Christmas
Everybody’s having fun
Look to the future now
It’s only just begun.

[Chorus]
So here it is Merry Christmas
Everybody’s having fun
Look to the future now
It’s only just begun.


Mariah Carey, Adele, Lady Gaga & More – All I Want For Christmas Is You (Carpool Karaoke)


I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is you

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need, and I
Don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won’t make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you

I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish for snow, and I
I just wanna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe

I won’t make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won’t even stay awake
To hear those magic reindeer click

‘Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Oh, Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children’s
Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won’t you bring me
The one I really need
Won’t you please bring my baby to me quickly

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m asking for
I just wanna see my baby
Standing right outside my door

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All I want for Christmas is you, baby


J Cole – She’s Mine, Pt. 2 lyrics


[Intro]
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time
For you I drop the tough guy shit
On this bus I sit

[Bridge]
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Needin’ me, wantin’ me, givin’ me a chance to feel special to somebody in a world where they not lovin’ me

[Verse 1]
Handcuffs keep huggin the, wrists of my niggas
And I wish stuff was different here
But if I had a magic wand to make the evil disappear
That means that there would be no Santa Claus no more
To bring you Christmas cheer
Cause what he represents is really greed
And the need to purchase shit from corporations
That make a killin’ because they feed
On the wallets of the poor
Who be knockin’ on they door every Black Friday
Just to get some shit they can’t afford
Even with the discount, write a check, that shit bounce
But as long as we got credit, it don’t matter, the amount
We just swipin’ shit here, we don’t love, we just likin’ shit here
What’s that smell, where’s your diaper shit here
Lay on your back, don’t pee right now
Or else I’ll have to get you back
One day when you gon’ want to get your way
Yeah I’ll have fun with that
Reminisce when you came out the womb
Tears of joy I think filled up the room
You are now the reason that I fight
I ain’t never did nothing this right in my whole life
Got me thinking…

[Bridge]
Am I worthy of this gift
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift? (Am I worthy of this gift?)
Am I strong enough to lift (Am I strong enough to lift)
Into a place that I can see (Into a place that I can see)
Someone more important than me? (Someone more important than me)
Am I worthy of this gift?

[Verse 2]
Ib gon’ ask me how I did this shit
I’m gon’ do a humble stunt act like I meant this shit
Thats the ego taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit, hey mama look what God made
(She’s mine) Catch me
(She’s mine) Don’t you, catch me
(She’s mine) Don’t you, catch me
I’ve fallen in love for the first time
I wanna cry, and I ain’t even tryna fight it
Don’t wanna die, cause now you’re here
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin’ baby
I dry your eyes, I dry your eyes

[Outro]
There is a God, it is a God
Yeah, it is a God
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
Catch me, don’t you—
Catch me, don’t you—
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love for the first time


J. Cole – She’s Mine, Pt. 2 Lyrics


[Intro]
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time
For you I drop the tough guy shit
On this bus I sit

[Bridge]
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Needin’ me, wantin’ me, givin’ me a chance to feel special to somebody in a world where they not lovin’ me

[Verse 1]
Handcuffs keep huggin the, wrists of my niggas
And I wish stuff was different here
But if I had a magic wand to make the evil dissapear
That means that there would be no Santa Claus no more
To bring you Christmas cheer
‘Cause what he represents is really greed and the need
To purchase shit from corporations that make a killin’
Because they feed on the wallets of the poor
Who be knockin’ on they door, every Black Friday
Just to get some shit they can’t afford
Even with the discount, write a check, that shit bounce
But as long as we got credit, it don’t matter, the amount
We just swipin’ shit here, we don’t love, we just likin’ shit here
What’s that smell, where’s your diaper shit here
Lay on your back, don’t pee right now or else I’ll have to get you back
One day when you gon’ want to get your way
Yeah I’ll have fun with that
Reminisce when you came out the womb
Tears of joy I think filled up the room
You are now the reason that I fight
I ain’t never did nothing thats right in my whole life
Got me thinking…

[Bridge]
Am I worthy of this gift
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift?
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift?

[Verse 2]
People ask me how I did this shit
I’m gon’ do a humble stunt act like I meant this shit
Thats the ego taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit hey mama look what God made
She’s mine
Catch me
Don’t you, catch me
Don’t you, catch me, I’ve fallen in love for the first time
I wanna cry, and I ain’t even tryna fight it
Don’t wanna die, cause now your here
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin’ baby
I dry your eyes, I dry your eyes

[Outro]
There is a God
It is a God
Yeah, it is a God
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
I’ve fallen in love
For the first time


Christmas Songs – I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday lyrics


When the snowman brings us snow
Well he just might like to know
He’s put a great big smile, on someone elses face
If you jump into your bed
Quickly cover up your head
Don’t you lock the doors
You know that sweet Santa Claus in on the way

Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids start singing and the band begins to play
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas, every day
Let the bells ring out for Christmas

When we’re skating in the park
If the snow cloud makes it dark
Then your rosy cheek’s gonna light my merry way
Now the frosty paws appear
And they’ve frozen up my beard
So we’ll lie by the fire
‘Til the heat simply melts ’em all away

Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids start singing and the band begins to play
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas, every day
So let the bells ring out for Christmas

When the snowman brings the snow (when the snowman brings the snow)
Well he just might like to know (well he just might like to know)
He’s put a great big smile on somebody’s face
So if Santa brings that sleigh (Santa brings that sleigh)
All along the Milky Way (along the Milky Way)
I’ll sign my name on the rroftop in the snow
Then he may decide to stay

Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids start singing and the band begins to play
Oo-oh, I wish it could be Christmas, every day
So let the bells ring out for Christmas

Okay you lot – take it!

Well, I wish it could be Christmas, every day (Christmas day)
When the kids start singing and the band begins to play (Oh-oh)
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas, every day
Let the bells ring out for Christmas

Why don’t you give your love for Christmas?

(When the snowman brings the snow)
(When the snowman brings the snow)
(When the snowman brings the snow)
(When the snowman brings the snow)
(When the snowman brings the snow)
(When the snowman brings the snow)


Simple Plan – Christmas everyday


I wish it was Christmas, Christmas everyday
We could just let it snow forever, and live on holiday
There will be presents every morning under every tree
Oh, Santa Claus if I could have my way?!
I wish it was Christmas everyday!

School is out, no work today
So wear my PJ I will stay
Staring at this winter wonderland
Reindeer slippers on my feet
A Christmas Vacation on TV
I feel like I am just a kid again
I can see that Christmas likes a beer
Welcome to the best time of the year!

I wish it was Christmas, Christmas everyday
We could just let it snow forever, and live on holiday
There will be presents every morning under every tree
Oh, Santa Claus if I could have my way?!
(Oh oh ooh) I wish it was Christmas everyday!

Kissing under mistletoe fifty-two weeks in a row
Now you’ve got me shouting out with [?]
No more wars and no more fights,
Peace on Earth comes every night
What a wonderful world this could be!
I can see that Christmas likes a beer
Welcome to the best time of the year!

I wish it was Christmas, Christmas everyday
We could just let it snow forever, and live on holiday
There will be presents every morning under every tree
Oh, Santa Claus if I could have my way?!
I wish it was Christmas everyday!
Christmas everyday!

I wish it was Christmas, Christmas everyday
We could just let it snow forever, and live on holiday
There will be presents every morning under every tree
Oh, Santa Claus if I could have my way?!
I wish it was Christmas everyday!


Rich Chigga – Who That Be


[Verse 1]
Yo bitch on me but you can never do nothing
Cuz yo momma raised a pussy
Everytime I walk to the drop top, can’t help but
Close my eyes cuz my whip so glossy
God damn bitch, I don’t smoke no gas
I don’t pop no Xans hella cake
I just need that ass don’t worry bout no mans
Look at me, look at he, you don’t wanna fuck with we
Hit the streets roll on me, you gon end up in the sea

[Bridge 1]
7:30 wake up skrt up in the lobby then proceed to flee
All my people riding in the back seat on a killing spree
Wait, who that be? ready on the count of 3
Squeeze the G, leave the scene
Bouncin like the trampoline

[Hook]
Getting bread earn income (man)
Spend it on this Balmain
Working all night I might run into the Bat(man)
I don’t see no such thing as a motherfucking bro mane
You ain’t fucking slick if you think you in my team mane

[Verse 2]
We gon’ pull up on the kids with a flat brim cap and the tats get the brick
And I don’t give a fuck hit em with the damn dicks
Man, hold up, pause, now they red like Santa Claus
I’m a G bet there’s something wrong with me
All these mans on the ground, lookin like the dead ass sea
Yeah, pull up on me, sip a high-t, till I OD
I don’t really give a fuck no more b
Skrrt skrrt onamonapee, bitch Grand Prix
Pull up on a fuckin enemy, 3rd degree
Now imma go right back to the crib (to the crib bitch)
And leave the fuckin country with the brick (loudpack)

[Bridge 2]
I’d call the cops on myself if I can, (if I can)
This shit too crazy need the fuckin ambulance (ambulance)
Don’t wear no jackets, I just wear that metal vest (skrrt skrrt)
Got all this money but these bitches unimpressed (yea, yea, yea)

[Hook]
Getting bread earn income (man)
Spend it on this Balmain
Working all night I might run into the Bat(man)
I don’t see no such thing as a motherfucking bro mane
You ain’t fucking slick if you think you in my team mane

[Bridge 1]
7:30 wake up skrt up in the lobby then proceed to flee
All my people riding in the back seat on a killing spree
Wait, who that be? ready on the count of 3
Squeeze the G, leave the scene
Bouncin like the trampoline
Yeah


Young Thug – Beat it ft. Jeremih


[Intro]
I really don’t give a fuck about what you niggas sayin’ man
How you niggas feel, nigga I’m bloody
It’s the motherfuckin’ death of me ya dig
I’ll tell you motherfuckers one thing, I’m sayin’

[Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, I’m no beginner boo
I’mma beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Watch me beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Let me beat, beat, beat, beat it up

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Hey, I’ve been chillen in-between a couple condos
Dollar bills, real shit on my own
I got it all around, now let me show you what I wanna see
I admit me and Thugger throw pies on it
That’s right me got some titties and thighs on it
I’m gonna fuck around and beat it, put some miles on you
I Know you’ll let me if I ask, Gon shawty bring that ass on
Shawty bring that ass on, legs up put ’em to the sky for me
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready

[Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, I’m no beginner boo
I’mma beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Watch me beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Let me beat, beat, beat, beat it up

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Beat it up, stroke it for Thugger
I’mma fuck her with my ice on my poley
Beat lil shawty, fiend for shawty, eat lil shawty up, up, up
Everything presidential, King Tut, what?
Beat that pussy from the back
Beat that pussy from the side, beat that pussy up
Baby get that pussy wet
And I’mma slip in, I’mma slide in and eat that pussy up
Heat it up, eat it up, baby girl, I’m (?)
Hey, I need whole Santa Claus motherfuckers
Suck my balls while it jiggle
And I’m havin’ stripes just like a zebra
Drop top Bentley come through screamin’ on you people
Drinkin’ lean is my motherfuckin’ thing
Same bed as T.I.P. cause I’m a king
Tuck my chain in, I swear it still bling
You ain’t never need anything
Motherfucker what ever you think
Your old lady gon wink, pussy nigga you know

[Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, I’m no beginner boo
I’mma beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Watch me beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it
Let me beat, beat, beat, beat it up


Young Thug – Beat it ft. Jeremih Lyrics


[Intro]
Ayee
(Ohh ayee)
Aye you know what I really don’t give a fuck about what you
Niggas sayin’ man
Or how you niggas feel, nigga I’m bloody
It’s the motherfuckin’ death of me ya dig
But I must tell you fuckniggas one thing, I’m sayin’

[Hook: Young Thug]
Uh, Hey!
Hey!
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
Yea, I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, no beginner boo
Ou, ou
Beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it
I’mma, I’mma beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it watch me stroke it
Watch me beat it watch me stroke it
I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it, I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it
Baby beat it, baby stroke it
Yaahhh, Hit it
Deep down, baby cock block
I’mma beat it, beat it, beat it upppp
Come here baby let me beat it, beat it, beat it uppp

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Hey, I’ve been chillen in-between a couple condos
Dollar bills, real shit in my eye only
I got it all around, now let me show you what I wanna see
I admit me and Thugger throw pies on it
That’s right me got some titties and thighs on it
I’m gonna fuck around and beat it, put some miles on you
I Know you’ll let me if I ask, Gon shawty bring that ass on
Legs up put ’em to the sky for me
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready
I’m not sure if you’re ready, I’m not sure if you’re ready

[Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
Yea, I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, no beginner boo
Ou, ou
Beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it
I’mma, I’mma beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it watch me stroke it
Watch me beat it watch me stroke it
I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it, I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it
Baby beat it, baby stroke it
Yaahhh, Hit it
Deep down, baby cock block
I’mma beat it, beat it, beat it upppp
Come here baby let me beat it, beat it, beat it uppp

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Beat it up, stroke it for Thugger
I’mma fuck her with my ice on the poley
Beat lil shawty, fiend for shawty, eat lil shawty up, up, up, up
Everything presidential, King Tut, what?
Beat that pussy from the back
Beat that pussy from the side, beat that pussy up
Baby get that pussy wet
And I’mma slip in, I’mma slide in and eat that pussy up
Heat it up, eat it up, baby girl I’mma beat that pussy up
Hey, I need whole Santa Claus motherfuckers
Suck my balls while it jiggle
And I’m havin’ stripes just like a zebra
Drop top Bentley come through screamin’ on you people
Drinkin’ lean is my motherfuckin’ thing
Same bed as T.I.P. cause I’m a king
Tuck my chain in, I swear it still bling
Yeen ain’t never need anything
Motherfucker what ever you think
Your old lady gon wink, pussy nigga you know

[Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga fuckin’ hoes, I’m just tellin’ you
And a nigga rockin’ shows, I’m just tellin’ you
I’mma go and get that money like Goodfellas do
Yea, I might eat it, it look edible
17-5 for these babys, yeah they eligible
Oh whooo, he a gangster he not scared of you
I’mma long stroke it, no beginner boo
Ou, ou
Beat it and stroke it
Beat it and stroke it
I’mma, I’mma beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it watch me stroke it
Watch me beat it watch me stroke it
I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it, I’mma beat it, I’mma stroke it
Baby beat it, baby stroke it
Yaahhh, Hit it
Deep down, baby cock block


Gucci Mane – St. Brick Intro


[Intro]
An igloo full of snow man I’m iced out
House full of naked hoes snortin’ blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they kickin’ blow
I’m a zone six nigga and you know I’m pourin’

[Verse]
Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
Its the middle of December she pulled up in her skirt
Santa Claus of the hood I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa run up on me get murked
I’m just trappin’ through the snow
Sellin’ nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m sellin’ bells of cannabis
Preachin’ like and evangelist
But I don’t fuck with amateurs
I drive spiders yea tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic shit
But I’m cookin’ cocaine candle lit
I’m so true your hoe can’t handle it
But damn that bitch can suck a dick
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t fuck no basic bitch
The teacher teachin’ arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clip
And told you how to kill your’s
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky shit
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as shit
Ricky dicky wreckin’ shit
I sell more milk than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started sellin’ Christmas tree I’m tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its [?] I’m stompin’ in my shell toes
Christmas in ’96 I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give but I don’t fuck with twelve though

[Outro]
Santa Claus tryna see a bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus


Gucci Mane – St. Brick Intro


[Intro]
An igloo full of snow man I’m iced out
House full of naked hoes snortin’ blow
Its so lonely at the top, plus its real cold
A house full of hoes and they kickin’ blow
I’m a zone six nigga and you know I’m pourin’

[Verse]
Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert
Its the middle of December she pulled up in her skirt
Santa Claus of the hood I pull up with the work
They call me East Atlanta Santa run up on me get murked
I’m just trappin’ through the snow
Sellin’ nine half a bricks in four ways
Over the hills we go
Got an extendo and an AK
I’m a neighborhood philanthropist
I’m sellin’ bells of cannabis
Preachin’ like and evangelist
But I don’t fuck with amateurs
I drive spiders yea tarantulas
My diamonds are immaculate
I’m not on no romantic shit
But I’m cookin’ cocaine candle lit
I’m so true your hoe can’t handle it
But damn that bitch can suck a dick
Skeeted on her face and lip
Guwop can’t fuck no basic bitch
The teacher teachin’ arithmetic
Show you how to whip a brick
Learn you how you run your clip
And told you how to kill your’s
My young girl she a freaky chick
But damn she on that sneaky shit
Ran off with a half a zip
And now I got to slap a trick
All these record labels broke as shit
Ricky dicky wreckin’ shit
I sell more milk than a Mexican
My dog food yea its excellent
I done started sellin’ Christmas tree I’m tryna jingle bells hoe
Its Christmas time its [?] I’m stompin’ in my shell toes
Christmas in ’96 I asked Santa for twelve goals
But now Guwop got gifts to give but I don’t fuck with twelve though

[Outro]
Santa Claus tryna see a bag full of goodies
I wish these faggot-ass cops would let a nigga live
I’m tryna come down the chimney with a 100 mil
I’m the Bricksquad boss I’m like Santa Claus


R. Kelly – Mrs. Santa Claus (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

October 25, 2016

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I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way
Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday
I called on dear old Santa Claus
To see what I could see
He took me to his workshop
And told his plans to me, so

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

Now Santa is a busy man, He has no time to play
He’s got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day
You’d better write your letter now
And mail it right away
Because he’s getting ready
His reindeer’s and his sleigh. So

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town


Pentatonix – Up On The Housetop

October 23, 2016

Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop yeah, yeah
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop click, click, click

[Verse 1]
Up on the housetop reindeer pause
Out jumps good ol’ Santa Claus
Down through the chimney with lots of toys
All for the little ones’ Christmas joys
[Pre-Chorus]
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick

[Chorus]
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop yeah, yeah
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop click, click, click

[Verse 2]
First comes the stocking of little Nell
Oh dear Santa fill it well
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries
One that can open and shut its eyes

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick

[Chorus]
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop yeah, yeah
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop click, click, click

[Verse 3]
Look in the stocking of little Bill
Oh just see what a glorious fill
Here is a hammer and lots of tacks
A whistle and a ball and a whip that cracks

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick

[Chorus]
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop yeah, yeah
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop

[Bridge]
I’m talking ’bout the
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen
Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen (4x)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Ho ho ho, who wouldn’t go
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick

[Chorus]
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop yeah yeah
Up on the housetop
Up on the housetop, click, click, click (ah)


R. Kelly – Mrs. Santa Claus

October 23, 2016

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21 Savage – Mind Yo Business (Slaughter King Mixtape) letras

October 12, 2016

Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I can tell these nigga’s scared the way they talk
Gold pyrex, I put diamonds on my fork
Pull up on your block, white chalk
Chopper bullets skate, Tony Hawk
I’ma cut your fingers off if you shout
Pop a perc, hit the cup, nigga pause
Hundred round drum, round of applause
Bitches know I got that bag Santa Claus
I drink lean and I pop Xans
Slaughter Gang, we the Glock clan
Poppin’ molly nigga, San-Tan
I’m back on that bullshit again
I wanna fuck your best friend
I just went a bought a brand new Benz
Bitch I came from the bottom
We was starving, we was robbing

[Hook]
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
We ain’t with that friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch ’em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass

[Verse 2]
Five shooters in the back of the Uber nigga and they ready to shoot
I tie my laces, I dip in that bag nigga and I take me a boof
I’m the Slaughter King nigga, I don’t give a fuck about you
You get you some money, you get you some fame, these bitches gon’ come out the blue
Bullet holes in my body, paranoid I’ma pop it
If you snitchin’ I’ma pop it, wrong move, I’ma drop it
.15 in my sock, trappin’ at the bus stop
Came from a nickel rock, now I got a whole block

[Hook]
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
We ain’t with that friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch ’em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass


GREEN DAY – Too Dumb To Die lyrics

September 30, 2016

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Oh, oh – I love you
Oh, oh – I do
I got a sentimental illness for you
Please don’t go away, oh yeah

I was a high school atom bomb
Going off on the weekends
Smoking dope and mowing lawns
And I hated all the new trends

Me and my friends sang: “Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh”
It’s to, the middle of the road
At least it’s better than here

Looking for a cause
Well, all I got was Santa Claus
I’m hanging on a dream that’s too dumb to die
I feel like a gung ho
Lost somewhere over the Rainbow
I’m too scared to dream
But too dumb to die

My daddy always was on strike
Going off with the teamsters
He said that everything will be alright
Not every Sunday can be Easter

The Picket-Line screamed: “Woh-uh-oh-oh-oh”
Don’t cross, don’t cross the line
Because you’ll be a scab, not martyr

Looking for a cause
Well, all I got was Camouflage
I’m hanging on a dream that’s too dumb to die
I feel like a gung ho
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
I’m too scared to dream
But too dumb to…

Looking for a cause
Well all I got was Camouflage
I’m hanging on a dream that’s too dumb to die
I feel like a gung ho
Lost somewhere over the rainbow
I’m too scared to dream
But too dumb to die