Stole your Christmas
For never the trees on lighter
Stole your dinner
You can call me Santa
The leaves are very green, where I be to live
No alcohol in the liver, missing alcohol in my liver
Shawty I could call, yeah I don't know where I left her
Right under the house, house and never home
Do I do call, I'm just never home
Where do the gifts are, not on styrofoam
This is not, well that's a lot
Of Pyrex whipping Virgil, Pyrex whipping Virgil
Since the womb, see the tomb
I can't be a virgin, I can't be a virgin
See the tomb, since the womb
I can't be a virgin, no I can't be a virgin
Gang I get fly, and so right now I'm right here on the phone
Promises you leave me a message, I stand it by alone
Ain't no fire, fire where I live
So where is the, the rhum
Merry, Merry
Evening and Christmas
To you, to you
To you, and to you
So I say Merry, Merry
Christmas Eve
Eve Christmas, all to you, you
And you, and you