Big D Randy Christmas lyrics

Twinkle twinkle stay inside, Big di*k Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle holy sh*t, Big di*k Randy´s got a big (hold up wait).........

(Verse 1)
Big di*k Randy coming back he's alive😱
Two days ago, looked him right in his eyes😰
Big Randy back and im hella surprised, cause I shot him😵😵 in the head like multiple times, like what he on a mission
Taking presents and he giving out di*k and
Instead of cookies, imma leave out some chicken🍗🍗🍗, so I can lure that n*gga right into kitchen
Im kind of scared, cause he dressed up like he Santa
He loves seeing n*ggas in spotted pajamas
He big and strong, he a batman Manama
That man hella gay like the dudes in Atlanta
He smelling fear, the fear it is in me
Big di*k Randy gonna slide down the chimney
He´s 7 foot, kinda wish he was 6´3
Another holiday I gotta watch out for Big D
Im staying up, im not going to sleep
Big di*k Randy going to take my cheeks if lay down and close my eyes, he gonna come down through the chimney, he slide
Then he going to stand right at my bedside, then he gonna wake me up just by gripping my thighs
Take off my booty I think im gonna die
Take all my presents and take off outside

Randy ain't die I knew it
It made me cry when im making this music
He gon pull up to my crib he going to do it
Just got BBL so I hope I don't lose it
(chorus)
Twinkle twinkle stay inside, Big di*k Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle holy sh*t, Big di*k Randy´s got a big (hold up wait)
Twinkle twinkle inside, Big di*k Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle, holy sh*t, Big di*k Randy´s got a big di*k

Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy he don't play no games
Big di*k Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (hey)
Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy, ain't no f*cking joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon get broke (uh)

(Verse 2)
Randy like a running back he covering the backside
He a big thick seven foot black guy
Hey this ain't halloween no more, this is Christmas
Hide your booty because he coming for that thickness
Man yall on your own cause I can't stop this n*gga
Man I thought I done shot this n*gga
But if he in my crib imma pop this n*gga
Imma be Will Smith and Chris Rock this n*gga

(interlude )
Keep the doors locked, and the Windows
Don't let this n*gga in
This Big di*k Randy sh*t never gonna end
If you going to run off with your booty, you ain't never gonna win
(Verse 3)
In my crib I got Glocks, and extendos
Imma hit him in his head
He ain't finna take my booty while im laying in the bed
Imma hit him 30 times, and make sure that n*gga dead

Polka dot pajamas, imma wear them on purpose
Then stand up on the bed n*gga, then imma start twerking
Big di*k Randy going to be peeping through the curtains
If you come into my room, then imma hit him where its hurting

(interlude)
Keep the doors locked, and the Windows
Don't let this n*gga in
This Big di*k Randy sh*t never gonna end
If you going to run off with your booty, you ain't never gonna win

(Outro)
Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy he don't play no games
Big di*k Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (hey)
Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy, ain't no f*cking joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon get broke (uh)

Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy he don't play no games
Big di*k Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (hey)
Big di*k Randy, Big di*k Randy, ain't no f*cking joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon get broke (uh)