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Virago - Santa Lyrics




Stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas

Banana clip, you talking, we let it rip
Me niggas with the shit, on go they whipping sticks
Pull up, with that bounce out, close range it get sick
Fold her like a lawn chair, choppa make her sit
Stay with the pole like I'm Saint Nick
I ain't really for the talking, light it up, like a bic
Choppa got a kick, like it it's fifa
It's hot under my seat, yeah you know I got the heater
Ya bullets, never land, never land like Peter
If I pull up with that chop, might as well white sheet her
My Nina she a diva, she done made me a believer
All about my coins, like a Parking meter
Make her nigga gimmie face, I done turned him to a eater
Wanna be friends, ain't bout money I delete her
If she playing with my money, we bip her, and then we leave her
I shoulda let you go, Like I'm keyshia smoking on keyshia

I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas

I do it for the cause
Got pole, like I be clause
Im all up in his mouth, in his mouth like a haws
He lick it till I'm finish, say now he can't feel his jaws
Know some niggas with some slides, hit the mall and have it all
Drop plug when I'm done, I make a hit, up off a call
If it ain't about the money, ion need that shit at all
I been ready for the action, all you bitches do is stall
I'm the shit like a stall
All you bitches better fall
Planet of the apes, all my niggas off the wall
I'm shooting at you bitches, like all I really do is ball
My choppa it be big, don't you play me cuz I'm small
Talking out the mouth, don da da, night end it all
Bitch, I be ruthless, spit shells like they seeds
Choppa cut her open, ain't talking no surgery
Speak wrong if you must, on ya head it's a fee
I been sippin on the pink, and smoking up on these trees

I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
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Stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas

Banana clip, you talking, we let it rip
Me niggas with the shit, on go they whipping sticks
Pull up, with that bounce out, close range it get sick
Fold her like a lawn chair, choppa make her sit
Stay with the pole like I'm Saint Nick
I ain't really for the talking, light it up, like a bic
Choppa got a kick, like it it's fifa
It's hot under my seat, yeah you know I got the heater
Ya bullets, never land, never land like Peter
If I pull up with that chop, might as well white sheet her
My Nina she a diva, she done made me a believer
All about my coins, like a Parking meter
Make her nigga gimmie face, I done turned him to a eater
Wanna be friends, ain't bout money I delete her
If she playing with my money, we bip her, and then we leave her
I shoulda let you go, Like I'm keyshia smoking on keyshia

I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas

I do it for the cause
Got pole, like I be clause
Im all up in his mouth, in his mouth like a haws
He lick it till I'm finish, say now he can't feel his jaws
Know some niggas with some slides, hit the mall and have it all
Drop plug when I'm done, I make a hit, up off a call
If it ain't about the money, ion need that shit at all
I been ready for the action, all you bitches do is stall
I'm the shit like a stall
All you bitches better fall
Planet of the apes, all my niggas off the wall
I'm shooting at you bitches, like all I really do is ball
My choppa it be big, don't you play me cuz I'm small
Talking out the mouth, don da da, night end it all
Bitch, I be ruthless, spit shells like they seeds
Choppa cut her open, ain't talking no surgery
Speak wrong if you must, on ya head it's a fee
I been sippin on the pink, and smoking up on these trees

I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
I stay with the pole like I'm Santa
I'm pouring up the dirty in a bottle of the Fanta
Know a couple killas, and I know a couple scammas
Clique fulla gorillas, and hell yeah we love bananas
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Writer: Imana Samuels
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Virago Santa Video


Performed By: Virago
Length: 2:38
Written by: Imana Samuels

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