Christmas lyrics

Hoes on my di*k cause they say that I'm wit it

I can't lie I'm what your b*tch wanted for christmas

These n*ggas keep talking sh*t i know these n*ggas b*tches

Dont try to run up with ur stick cus this a stickless

(x2)

Couple ? wimmie like the brady bunch

Ima hit ha fore i leave cus i won't see her for months (like)

Latina hoe

She call me ha vida

I can't have that b*tch she too moody that ? a pita

Like holding on my nina

I can't wait to see ya

When i see , i'm squeezing, at u for no reason
What i made inside a day, yea u make inside a month

Run in yo crib i got a hunid
Unh unh unh

Hoes on my di*k cause they say that I'm wit it

I can't lie I'm what your b*tch wanted for christmas

These n*ggas keep talking sh*t i know these n*ggas b*tches

Don't try to run up with your stick cause this a stickless