Merry Christmas lyrics

[Intro]
(Stardustszn)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Yeah)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Yeah)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Let's go)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Let's go)
I'm with Santa, n*gga (I'm with Santa)
On a sleigh, n*gga (On a sleigh), uh
Got a reindeer (Got a reindeer), uh
On the street, n*gga (On the street, hahahaha)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, hold on, uh
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Merry Christmas, n*gga)
I've got hella f*ckin' sh*t up on my wishlist, n*gga (Hella b*tches)
I want weed, I want hoes, a couple bad b*tches, n*gga (A couple bad b*tches, n*gga)
I don't want no f*ckin' basic guys gifts, n*gga (Hell no)
Santa told me I was on the naughty list
I've been workin' way too hard, I swear that I deserve this sh*t (Come on dawg)
Then Santa pulled up in a motherf*ckin' Chevy (Damn B)
He told me, "Is you comin'?", I told that n*gga, "I gotta get ready" (Hold on I gotta get ready, real quick)
That n*gga had some Balmain jeans and a red sweater (Designer)
That n*gga was sick, I told him, "Get better" (Let's get it)
He's still out here givin' out gifts but this n*gga cold (He a real n*gga)
You know I rep that green and red on my f*ckin' coat (On some gang sh*t)
[Bridge]
Santa with the b*tches, Santa with the hoes (Man this n*gga be f*ckin')
Santa with the b*tches, Santa snow them blow (n*ggas started [?])
Santa with the b*tches, Santa with the hoes (Man this slanged it)
He gotta get the gifts, that n*gga gotta go

[Verse 2]
Let's go
I was with an elf, n*gga (With an elf)
I had a motherf*ckin' present and that sh*t sittin' on the shelf (On the f*ckin' shelf)
Man I just fell down the stairs, Santa came through and that n*gga helped, n*gga (Good looks, n*gga)
He picked me up and he told me, "You gon' be alright, I can tell" (n*gga, straight up)
We was in the Chevy and we was bumpin' to Adele (n*gga, later)
We was in the snow, n*gga (Yeah)
And we had the [?], n*gga (Yeah)
And Santa do not give no gifts to f*ckin' goldiggers (Man f*ck them hoes, n*gga)
So we f*ckin' dubbed the hoes, we gotta get more b*tches (Let's get 'em, n*gga)
We gotta go to the strip club so we can get our toes licked in
Got two b*tches that be eatin' chicken
Got some motherf*ckin' egg nog in my cup, I be drinkin' that sh*t in the kitchen (Like it's lean)
n*ggas know how I be, I ain't trippin' (Yeah)
I'm the naughty list, I don't listen (Yeah)
He got mad me and b*tchin'
But me and Santa on a mission (Damn right)
That n*gga can't get mad at me 'cause I'm his helper
We like the older ladies, we like elder (Them old b*tches)
Man we be on the sleigh and we be flying 'round (We fly in the sh*t)
I finally got the hang of it so now I'm done (I ain't scared no more)
[Chorus]
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Yeah)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Yeah)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Let's go)
Merry Christmas, n*gga (Let's go)
I'm with Santa, n*gga (I'm with Santa)
On a sleigh, n*gga (On a sleigh), uh
Got a reindeer (Got a reindeer), uh
On the street, n*gga (On the street, hahahaha)